Why do you cry? My dearest friend,
Your brother died but you'll see him again.
He'll pick you up in his blue van
A familiar face in unfamiliar lands
Never to suffer in that place again.
I welcome airports and holding hands.
We'll meet again on golden sand.
No longer drowning in the sins of man.
And I know it's not always comforting.
To hear that salvation is nigh.
Sometimes you have to scream how long, how long, lord.
Sometimes you've got to cry God, why.
And now you have the money to go to every funeral
Of every friend and family member you couldn't see for 20 years or so.
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