The Diary (Album Version)

The Diary (Album Version) - Funeral For A Friend

And it came from nothing

But there was always something

The way the sky burned brighter

And the nights grew darker

I'll hold on to everyone

That I hold dearest to my heart

And I won't forget them

I won't forget them

Fading always fading

And I never needed more

Waiting always waiting

Scraped across the wooden floor

And the passing time reaches out

And covers me with images

Of everyone that I have known

Or ever had to see

And I won't forget them

And I won't forget them

Fading always feeling

And I never needed more

Waiting always waiting

Scraped across the wooden floor

When a day is done

Another setting sun is down

When the day is done

Another setting sun

Waiting always waiting

Scraped across the wooden floor

Scraped across the wooden floor

When will you be coming home

Scraped across the wooden floor

When will you be coming home

Scraped across the wooden floor

When will you be coming home

Scraped across the wooden floor