Staring at the ceiling, counting cracks in the wall
Ticking clock reminds me, time is running all too fast
Thoughts are getting heavy, can't escape the rising tide
Fear of what's beyond me, on the other side

Help me after I die, don't let my memory fade
Leave a whisper in the wind, a song for the unafraid
Let my stories echo, in the hearts of those I knew
Help me after I die, plant a seed that might bloom true

Lived a life of laughter, and moments etched in tears
Planted seeds of kindness, quelled a few hidden fears
But the unknown whispers, secrets it won't confess
Is there peace or just silence, an endless emptiness?

Help me after I die, don't let my memory fade
Leave a whisper in the wind, a song for the unafraid
Let my stories echo, in the hearts of those I knew
Help me after I die, plant a seed that might bloom true

Maybe in the starlight, or the rustling of leaves
Maybe in a stranger's smile, a flicker of my beliefs
Maybe I'll become the rain, that nourishes the ground
Or a melody that carries, a soothing, peaceful sound

Help me after I die, don't let my memory fade
Leave a whisper in the wind, a song for the unafraid
Let my stories echo, in the hearts of those I knew
Help me after I die, plant a seed that might bloom true

Don't let darkness swallow, the light I tried to share
Help me after I die, to leave something to care
For even after the silence, a life can still inspire
Help me after I die, to set a soul on fire