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