If I Die

A song about what's next.

What’s the difference between angry and surreal?

Out of control rages and telling it like it is?

And you want to say you have nothing

Because the less you hold the less you lose.

 

Like something you’ve discovered that’s new.

An idea as good as the spirit

In which it was conceived,

But really has no use.

 

Chorus

I wonder

If I die

Will we meet in our next life?

It’s gone but it’s here.

In the pulse

That holds beneath things.

 

Scream out loud enough so they can hear.

For twenty years you can be

Be stuck in a moment

But the end is finally here.

 

And those faded memories are echoing

Some where in an empty chamber.

But it’s still in my heart

The way a taste lingers on the pallet.