What becomes of me
When you stop listening
Do I disappear into the silence
Or return from the void with
brand new life
Will I find a resting place
Somewhere to wash my hands and
face
Gathering the harvest for all
I need
Collapsing into this place of ease
I'm singing my death song
Singing my death song
Singing my death song
This is my death song
Singing my death song
Singing my death song
Singing my death song
Singing my death song
Singing my death song
Singing my death song
Singing my death song
This is my death song