Track 3 from Confessions of my Former Madness.

FUNERAL FOR A FRIEND

Just like Clark Kent
Spends his nights as Superman
But he could never run that fast
And he could never beat the Flash
And as he laid there in the bed
I remember every word he said

“I’m sure no Superman
But I can still predict the weather
And it feels like I’m goin’ home”

All through the years
As I grew into a man
I could fall in love so fast
I was faster than the Flash
As Julie laid there in her bed
I remember every word I said

“I’m sure no Superman
But I can still predict the weather
And it feels like I’m goin’ home”

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