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letra de mourn not the dead - bennettsoddy

[intro]
do the worms throw a party in the dirt down below?
do the roots hum a tune only the buried shall know?
is the silence louder with the absence of a soul?
or is the truth simply that they don’t want to be alone?

[verse 1]
i asked the air but it echoed my sound
i asked the earth but it just spun around
i spoke to fire which gave me the will
to speak to water but they wouldn’t spill
i looked up to sp-ce to get some insight
they told me to get it i should speak with light
who told me to look up to the top of my head
to ask myself for some enlightenment instead

[refrain]
so i’d say-

[chorus]
mourn not the dead, they’re far too busy to care
too busy to answer, too absent to be there
no don’t bring no trumpets, no don’t bring no fanfare
mourn not the dead, let them have their rest
there’s no need for mourning, no need for despair
just go on and wish them good luck to them there
[verse 2]
where do we go after we cease to exist?
do we wake up in the bottom of some forgotten abyss?
do we see our loved ones? in the sky or on the ground?
or will the flames rise up and be our only surround?

[verse 3]
i asked sahasrara along with ajna
they told me to look inside, ask the one of love
so i asked anahata and they told me
to sit down and listen to the following

[bridge]
“the first to pass is earth, its energy disperses
once it runs its course, the body hits its limits
and while we may be gone, we still carry on
we feed the lives of others, with our carbon”

[refrain]
so i’d say-

[chorus]
mourn not the dead, they’re far too busy to care
too busy to answer, too absent to be there
no don’t bring no trumpets, no don’t bring no fanfare
mourn not the dead, let them do their work
there’s no need for wishing them to return
they’re destined to do more for this earth
[bridge]
so just let them rest
the clock will keep ticking
tick tick tock
they won’t answer if you knock

every story has its end
time keeps running so
run run run
don’t tell them life had only begun

ooh

[chorus]
mourn not the dead, they’re far too busy to care
too busy to answer, too absent to be there
bring no trumpets, bring no fanfare
mourn not the dead, they’ve served their purpose
for them to come back now, it would be so worthless
so turn your back and walk away

[outro]
your tears mean nothing to a grave
your tears mean nothing anyway
your tears mean nothing anyway
ooh

- bennettsoddy

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