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?