• Sometimes I dream that I died
    I watch my funeral from the sky
    The faces of loved ones I can't seem to find
    I am gone and their tears have run dry

    I rest in peace, sleeplessly
    They have all forgotten me
    They don't realize I'm gone
    Without a word they carry on
    I don't want them to miss me
    But I want to be missed
    I don't want them to cry but I
    Want them to know that I exist

    I walk the graveyard, my temporal home
    I see my own name engraved in stone
    Standing in the shadows alone
    Nothing left except my soul
    I curse the people I thought I knew
    I curse this life that I spend on you
    This broken heart will decay
    As I wait for the end of this day

    Sometimes I dream that I died
    I watch my funeral from the sky
    The faces of loved ones I can't seem to find
    I am gone and their tears have run dry

    I rest in peace, sleeplessly
    They have all forgotten me
    They don't realize I'm gone
    Without a word they carry on
    I don't want them to miss me
    But I want to be missed
    I don't want them to cry but I
    Want them to know that I exist

    As I sit, envious of the flowers left for another
    God calls down and says
    "I have missed you. It is time to come home."