Open Casket

January 5, 2011
By DerClogger BRONZE, Jefferson City, Missouri
DerClogger BRONZE, Jefferson City, Missouri
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Now my heart’s held up
Like your open casket.

Visit me in the funeral parlor.
Come to me when you’re feeling sad.
In this room of the long lost dead ones,
I’ll make sure you don’t feel so bad.

Now my heart’s held up
Like your open casket,
Remember me in that world of death.
Come visit me
In my open casket,
I’ll be there when you’ve breathed your last breath.

I’ll be in the world of living,
I’ll be wondering where you are.
You’ll never be in this world of living.
You are lost in a world so far.

I’ll be watching you from the front door,
I’ll be waiting there to say goodbye.
Why’d you leave in the chilly winter?
Why’d you have to leave me and die?

Now my heart’s held up
Like your open casket,
Remember me in that world of death.
Come visit me
In my open casket,
I’ll be there when you’ve breathed your last breath.

Look for me with my head hung lower,
Then the rest of the human race.
I’ll be there on that lonely island.
I’ll be alone there in that place.

And I’ll always remember you.
I’ll always try to get through.
You won’t be there for me,
I cannot be set free!


So I’ll be there in the hall of silence,
I’ll be under that spell of woe.
I only wish that I could go to,
Where the living ones dare not go.

Now my heart’s held up
Like your open casket,
Remember me in that world of death.
Come visit me
In my open casket,
I’ll be there when you’ve breathed your last breath.



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