Way Away

Line of people to pass you by
 Posing sympathy with its whitewash eyes
 With the ladies feigning their mourning cries
 And the men shaking hands:
 Weigh away
 Way away
 All the pictures in your mind
 As you're passed the thousandth time
 Thousandth photograph
 Listen to sympathetic lies
 As their reasons change under mourning guise
 With the gentlemen feigning sorrowed sighs
 And drinking champagne:
 Weigh away
 Way away
 As all the people pass and pose
 You hold back the tears
 And hold onto memories
 Small talk hangs like a dirty cloud
 Saying nothing real but deafening loud
 An urge to run away from the crowd
 And mourn all alone:
 Make a promise to no-one
 Wondering if you'd been worthwhile
 Turn away from the chatter
 And the hungry smiles