A bouquet of flowers.

 
Grandiose ceremony
shame the main star can't see it
everyone’s dressed
from front to the back seat,

stand up - it's time
live band starts playing
"honor for all"
and other beautiful sayings,

memories flicker
in the bright light of candles
shame to all those
who came to polish handles,

welcome last guest
here comes the silence
everyone leaves
to a party without dance,

tears quickly dry
for another sings chorus
and all that is left
is -