by Band Of Horses
I'm coming up only
To hold you under
I'm coming up only
To show you wrong

And to know you
Is hard we wander
To know you all wrong
We won

Really to late to
Call so be waiting for
Morning to wake you
Is hard begun
To know me as hard
Be goin' mad
Is to know me all wrong
(be mud)
And every occasion
I'll be ready for the funeral
Every occasion once more
It's called the funeral
Every occasion
Of i'm ready for the funeral
And every occastion
Of one billion day, funeral

I'm coming up only
To show you down fled
I'm coming up only
To show you wrong

To the outside of the debby
The analouge
For days and countries
Hang there long
(not sure, if part right)

And every occasion
I'll be ready for the funeral
And every occasion, once more
It's called "the funeral"
And every occasion
Of i'm ready for the funeral
Every occasion
Of one billion day... funeral