TOOL - Eulogy (Audio)

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Lyrics:
He had a lot to say
He had a lot of nothing to say
We'll miss him
We'll miss him

He had a lot to say
He had a lot of nothing to say
We'll miss him
We'll miss him
We are going to miss him
We are going to miss him

So long
We wish you well
You told us how you weren't afraid to die
Well, so long
Don't cry
Or feel too down
Not all martyrs see divinity
But at least you tried

Standing above the crowd
He had a voice that was strong and loud
We'll miss him, we'll miss him

Ranting and pointing his finger
At everything but his heart
We'll miss him, we'll miss him
We are going to miss him
We are going to miss him

Yeah, no way, yeah to recall
What it was that you had said to me
Like I care at all
But it was so loud
You sure could yell
You took a stand on every little thing
And it was so loud

You could be the one
Who saves me from
My own existence

Warn while some child
Might chill, nine one two

(I'm too smart when you're invisible)
(By the bone symbol on you)
(So he bashed his skull through the window)
(While looking out to the sea)
(Like torment of my ego)
(And we're amused by this)

Yeah, standing above the crowd
He had a voice that was strong and loud and I
Swallowed his facade 'cause I'm so eager to identify with
Someone above the ground
Someone who seemed to feel the same
Someone prepared to lead the way, and
Someone who would die for me

Will you? Will you now?
Would you die for me?
Don't you fuckin' lie
Don't you step out of line
Don't you step out of line
Don't you step out of line
Don't you fuckin' lie

You've claimed all this time that you would die for me
Why then are you so surprised when hear your own eulogy?
He had a lot to say
He had a lot of nothing to say
He had a lot to say
He had a lot of nothing to say

Come down
Get off your fuckin' cross
We need the fuckin' space
To nail the next fool martyr

To ascend you must die
You must be crucified
For our sins and our lies
Goodbye