If I died tomorrow would this song live on forever?
Here is my...unopened letter to a world
That never shall reply
If I died tomorrow would this song live on forever??
Here is my... unopened letter to a world
That never shall reply, never shall reply
From this second story window I can hear the church bells
Calling out my name. This table is set for one.
Even angels would be homesick in this forsaken town.
On random notes of parchment I'm scrawling my existence,
Dressed in white. This candle radiates throughout the night
And it's never burning out, Never burning out
From this second story window I can hear the children
Down on Main Street. They're singing their songs tonight.
In the shadows, I will listen to their every movement.
Mr. Higginson, Am I not good enough for the world?
Am I destined only to die the same way that I lived...
In seclusion.
From high up on this mountain I can almost see
Your lonely windowsill. They'll carry you off tonight.
There's a ghost in your old bedroom
And a candle burning bright.
If I died tomorrow
Would this song live on forever?
Ataris The - Unopened Letter To The World Lyrics
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If I died tomorrow would this song live on forever?
Here is my...unopened letter to a world
That never shall reply
If I died tomorrow would this song live on forever??
Here is my... unopened letter to a world
That never shall reply, never shall reply
From this second story window I can hear the church bells
Calling out my name. This table is set for one.
Even angels would be homesick in this forsaken town.
On random notes of parchment I'm scrawling my existence,
Dressed in white. This candle radiates throughout the night
And it's never burning out, Never burning out
From this second story window I can hear the children
Down on Main Street. They're singing their songs tonight.
In the shadows, I will listen to their every movement.
Mr. Higginson, Am I not good enough for the world?
Am I destined only to die the same way that I lived...
In seclusion.
From high up on this mountain I can almost see
Your lonely windowsill. They'll carry you off tonight.
There's a ghost in your old bedroom
And a candle burning bright.
If I died tomorrow
Would this song live on forever?
Here is my...unopened letter to a world
That never shall reply
If I died tomorrow would this song live on forever??
Here is my... unopened letter to a world
That never shall reply, never shall reply
From this second story window I can hear the church bells
Calling out my name. This table is set for one.
Even angels would be homesick in this forsaken town.
On random notes of parchment I'm scrawling my existence,
Dressed in white. This candle radiates throughout the night
And it's never burning out, Never burning out
From this second story window I can hear the children
Down on Main Street. They're singing their songs tonight.
In the shadows, I will listen to their every movement.
Mr. Higginson, Am I not good enough for the world?
Am I destined only to die the same way that I lived...
In seclusion.
From high up on this mountain I can almost see
Your lonely windowsill. They'll carry you off tonight.
There's a ghost in your old bedroom
And a candle burning bright.
If I died tomorrow
Would this song live on forever?
Writer: KRIS ROE
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing
Copyright: Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing