Who am I?
Where do I belong?
If I were to die,
would there be a song?
A dirge sung by a lover?
A hymn to cleanse my sin?
Some ballad from a rover,
or canticle sung within?
Would there be much weeping?
Would there be remorse?
As I lie there sleeping,
in life’s final intercourse?
Will you come to see me?
Will you back away?
Embrace my corpse once gently,
before the body’s decay?
as my it soul slips away,
my soul it slips away
soul it slips away
it slips away
slips away
away......
Where do I belong?
If I were to die,
would there be a song?
A dirge sung by a lover?
A hymn to cleanse my sin?
Some ballad from a rover,
or canticle sung within?
Would there be much weeping?
Would there be remorse?
As I lie there sleeping,
in life’s final intercourse?
Will you come to see me?
Will you back away?
Embrace my corpse once gently,
before the body’s decay?
as my it soul slips away,
my soul it slips away
soul it slips away
it slips away
slips away
away......