the dead walk among the living
it happens all the time you know
one of these days it's you, friend
and it's not even in the end
it's a hard fact of life
but it's still just life
it's really dark
and you're stuck inside
no light: forever night
but then daylight reveals itself
and the coffee is right on the money
it's really stupid but I swear it's true
the birds sing especially for you
the dead head for the cities
where they sit and nod their heads
annoying the living
with a precence barely felt