There's a chance that I'm dying There's a chance I won't be around To hear our babies crying Baby, hush. I'm running out of sounds Like the smoke in my lungs, I'm bound To end up as ash in the ground If I'm a man, and I am Then we'll all end up this way When I die, you can bury me however you want By that time, don't worry about me, I'll be long gone Like the morning that fog that cleared Like the dark things you used to fear Everything gets better with the coming of that day Sing this as my body's lowered down Hallelujah! I'm a seed that's spending some time underground Hallelujah! If you want to grow an orchard, then you've got to kill some seeds That's just how I feel about death and me I heard that Jesus wept His best friend died, and he cried over him But he brought him back, and I bet he can do it again Lovely, don't you cry for me! Jesus said a seed must die So Lovely, don't you cry Come on, reaper, you can have the rest of me I'm a marked man already, and I'm quite ready Tell the man with the shovel who's tired of digging my grave I'm only sleeping and tomorrow I'm going to wake We're all sleeping, and tomorrow we're all going to wake up