[read these words out loud, your voice gives them power]
when I die
lay a palm on my grave
remember me
all the times
played in my life
sad glory of me
an ancient psalm
my pattern worn
for the blind to see
a final tomb
my dent in the loam
my memory foam
....
as they sing
take some time to share
my fears untold
let them fall
on hearts unburned
and unpin my soul
let it float
up into the sun
I will never be cold
my final tomb
my dent in the loam
my memory foam
...
as we grow
outside our frames
well they bend you see
chaotic forms
yet briefly worn
like a satin sheet
when I'm gone
lay my body down
buried in the deep
my final tomb
a dent in the loam
my memory foam
...
when they tell
the story of us
I hope they see
our bridges crossed
our restless love
of the highest degree
if they smile
if they stay for a while
then we all agree
we are torn
but pure when we're born
so remember me