Just Above My Head

Everything I dream or I lose
Everything that I fall short of being
All of my last goodbyes
Are to those who knew me–
Imperfect, yet still loved me

When my death comes and whispers to me my end
Let me say I’ve lived with love
But love can’t be given
It waits to be taken in

Let my death ask of me
Will my music remain?
My songs all may die with me
But when I sing, I find my own eternity

I light my lamp again and again and over again
And never stop to wonder if
It will help to take away the darkness

Before I reach my end
May I reach my self
And release from the shallow shore
To join with the flowing
Multitude of mystery