WHEN I'M GONE Lyrics
- Genre:Alternative
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
When you go
You're remembered for a few days
People speak well of you
A few may shed a tear
Some share an endearing story or two
Maybe you'll get two weeks
If you were a popular soul
After that
Only those closest
Or who were drawn to you
Recall you on your birthdays
Then after a time
They too begin to forget
Your face
Your voice
Your words
Your energy
Eventually
We all fade from memory
And time
When I'm gone
Gather with your friends and family
And any whom share affinity for me
Set a flame to burn and release a bird
As someone reads aloud these words
Light some soft scented candles around
Lay bright and pretty flowers down
And some thoughtful words of your own
I'll be all around you and within you
Wherever you are
Will be my home
When I'm gone
Choose my words carefully
Post them up on the walls
In places where men and women learn
And wherever children play
Not forgetting
Where adults have fun time
And where the children study
May they all read questioningly
And thoughtfully
May they hear within
Ponder and reflect
As you do now
When I'm gone
Know that I too also knew
That I could have done
And should have done much better in life
In success and achievement
In love
As a father
As a son
As a brother
As a human being
Rest assured and find some comfort
In the fact that this truth
Will never be as painful
And disappointing to bear
For you
As it always was for me
In all the places I failed you
And myself
When I'm gone
I like to think of all the women
With whom I've been closely intimate
And shared my sacred energy with
Gathered around together
With children and grandchildren
Recounting stories
And significant moments
Memories of our times together
I like to think each will say
Their encounters with me
Were uniquely special
Like no other they'd ever experienced
At any time with anyone else
And that I wasn't at fault
For not loving them
More than I loved myself
When I'm gone
I hope that my words appeal to you
Teach you and heal you
In ways I'd always aimed for in life
But knew might only be achieved in absence
Often our words are only celebrated
Long after we've vacated
I'd made my peace with that long ago
The living ones won't proclaim to know it
Though history will plainly show it
That mainly the best poet is the dead poet
When I'm gone
Know that all wrongs towards me are forgiven
All transgressions forgotten
That I've taken none of them with me
They were far too heavy for the journey
And unnecessary to bear
Picture me complete
At the dawn of a new sunset
Strolling the shore of my souls favourite place
Smiling to the gentle crashing of waves
As the rough tide calmly rolls away
And welcomes in
A warm close of day