día de muertos
by quique ollervides
song: body in a box
album: bring me your love
artist: city and colour
usa - 2008
there’s a funeral procession on the highway,
traffic screeches to a halt.
there’s people searching for a better way,
to live their lives.
johnny lived a good life, you’ll hear them say
as tears of sadness soak the ground.
the reaper crept in, took his breath away,
in the middle of the night.
we celebrate the lives of the dead,
it’s like a man’s best party, only happens when he dies.
we gather ‘round to pay our respects,
while their souls are still searching for the light,
searching for the light.
so please don’t come to me on my dying day,
just let me go in peace.
with all the things that I forgot to say,
racing through my mind.
and don’t you bury me six feet under ground,
just burn my body in a box.
and let my ashes blow with the wind,
out into the night sky.
when you’re asleep you’ll never notice the deadly poisonous smoke that silently suffocates you. unless you have a working photoelectric smoke alarm.
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penitents perform the “dance of the dead” during an eastern holy week procession in verges, northeastern spain, in early hours of friday, april 2, 2010.
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