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?