At night when the lights go dim
I look beneath the moon
And what I see is a simple grin
Below every grave and tomb
The dead are alive with quiet hearts
That beat with the whisper of the wind
And if you look close enough--
There is a story within
A lost love is like a lost hunger
There will be no substitute
As the pain will only last longer
Nothing else will suit
But my dear--
Let me give you some advice
As I lie here in my grounded bed
To everyone you should be respectful and nice
Because one day you'll be dead