“Don't feel sad,” you'd say.
“Tomorrow is another day.
The sun will rise, the clouds roll by
The world go on when I am gone.”
“A marriage will happen, a birth take place,
Children will laugh, Lovers partake.
You will survive; your life go on,
Grieve not for me when I am gone.”
“Don't feel sad,” you'd say.
Tomorrow is another day.”
Well, here I am. And it's tomorrow.
Earth barely set above your wooden home,
Beneath your granite stone,
Drenched in sunshine,
Watching clouds.
Here I am, all alone.
And I'm not sad.
I don't care that birds are singing
Or children playing or lovers laying
I don't care that life goes on—
I don't care…
I don't care…
I don't care...
You're gone.
“Don't feel sad,” you'd say.
Tomorrow is another day.”