Lyrics Your Death Makes Me Wish Heaven Was Real - Frail Body

Your Death Makes Me Wish Heaven Was Real

I’ll hold your hand while you die
Delineate through your pale eyes
A shallow grey matching walls
I remember when
You were so full of life chasing birds in stride
You would point to red tails and you’d explain
The ones who came before
They said, «Those are incarnate watching us»
It never occurred
That I would have to search
For your comfort between branches and leaves
Branches and all the leaves
You were so full of life chasing birds in stride
You would point to red tails and you’d explain
The ones before us they once said
«Those are incarnate watching us»
It never occurred
That I would have to search
For your comfort between the branches and the leaves
And everything that you were was compressed
To a matter all that’s left
I will bring to the lake
Your death makes
Me wish that
That heaven was real
I’m trying to believe I swear
But I’m trying to believe
That I’ll see you soon
In your new home