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I felt a funeral, in my brain
And mourners to and fro
Treading, treading till it seemed
That sense was breaking through
And when we all were seated
A service, like a drum
Beating, beating till I thought
My mind was going numb
My mind was growing
And then I heard them lift a box
And creak across my soul
With the same boots of lead again
Then space, space began to toll
As all the heavens were a bell
And being, but an ear
And I and silence, some strange race
Wrecked, solitary, here
And then a plank in reason, broke
And I dropped down and down
And hit a world, at every plunge
And finished knowing then
And finished knowing
And then I heard them lift a box
And creak across my soul
With the same boots of lead again
Then space, space began to toll
I felt a funeral, in my brain
And mourners to and fro
Treading, treading till it seemed
That sense was breaking through
And mourners to and fro
Treading, treading till it seemed
That sense was breaking through
And when we all were seated
A service, like a drum
Beating, beating till I thought
My mind was going numb
My mind was growing
And then I heard them lift a box
And creak across my soul
With the same boots of lead again
Then space, space began to toll
As all the heavens were a bell
And being, but an ear
And I and silence, some strange race
Wrecked, solitary, here
And then a plank in reason, broke
And I dropped down and down
And hit a world, at every plunge
And finished knowing then
And finished knowing
And then I heard them lift a box
And creak across my soul
With the same boots of lead again
Then space, space began to toll
I felt a funeral, in my brain
And mourners to and fro
Treading, treading till it seemed
That sense was breaking through
Lyrics submitted by girlboyrevolt
I felt a Funeral, in my Brain [Emily Dickinson Interpolation] Lyrics as written by Andrew Wegman Bird
Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing
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Check out youtube for Sesame Street's "We All Live In a Capital I" to see the inspiration for this song. When Sesame Street declined to allow Mr. Bird use of the lyrics, he changed it up to "we're all basically alone" and developed the haunting "Imitosis."