Cornflakes in Milk

I have eluded to this quirky song before on my blog, but I do not think I have published it in its entirety. I'm curious as to what you guys think about this song, as I am indifferent.

The Procession

Verse
The wet leaves on my sidewalk
Reminds me of cornflakes in milk.
The lines in your eyes
Are as bright as the sky,
As thin as silk.

Prechorus
I'd go out today,
Except for the weather.
Stay inside,
Yeah, I guess I better.
Maybe I'll try
To write you a letter,
But I can't find a pen.

There's things that we don't talk about,
Other times we just pretend.

Chorus
Day to day, we
Get forgotten.
Twist your heart into
Sailor knots, and
I know it all seems
So trivial.
But all the cars will stop
For your funeral.

Verse
It's alright to get your hands dirty,
If you got a job to do.
And the seafloor bottom
Can't hold a mystery
Next to you.

Chorus
Day to day, we
Get forgotten.
Twist your heart into
Sailor knots, and
I know it all seems
So trivial.
But all the cars will stop
For your funeral.

Bridge
Oh, what's the difference
In the distance

Between wishing
And waiting
And dreaming
And dying?

Chorus/Outro
Day to day to day,
We twist our hearts.
But all the cars will stop,
All the cars will stop,
Everything will stop
For your funeral.