If i died tomorrow
would this song live on forever?
and here is my
unopened letter to a world
that never shall reply
if i died tomorrow
would this song live on forever?
and here is my
unopened letter to a world
that never shall reply
never shall reply
from this second story window
i can hear the church balls calling out my name
this table is set for one
even angels would be homesick
in this forsaken town
on random notes of parchment
i`m scrawling my existence
dressed in white
this candle radiates throughout the night
and it`s never burning out
never burning out
from this second story window
i can hear the children down on main street
they`re singing their songs tonight
in the shadows i will listen to their every movement
Mr. Higginson am i not good enough for the world?
am i destined only to die
the same way that i lived,
its seclusion?
but high up on this mountain
i can almost see your lonely window sill
they`ll carry you off tonight
there`s a ghost in your old bedroom
and a candle burning bright
if i die tomorrow
will this song live on forever?