If I Am Dead

Lyrics

Those dying breeds Gather beneath Old fallen trees Bits of leaves And if only we'd know May see that tomorrow Oh, carry me Four hands, eight feet Through crowded streets Ticker tape on me And if only I'd know May see that tomorrow Burn my remains My stuff, the same Bury my name It's yours now anyway And if only I'd know May see that tomorrow And if only I'd know May see that tomorrow And if only I'd know May see that tomorrow