when I die I want to be burried with my eyes upnlookin' at the sunnfeeling its lovenand the vinesnwill wrap around my spinen'til I can't tell what's minenand the good Lords designnand the ground will swallow me wholenand I won't have a soulnno place to gonbut my seednwill grow and grownand the willow tree will changenand my body will decaynbut I'll be safenand one handnwill be on my chestnon a bible that I keptnfrom going down with hernand the othernwill be holdin' a stringnthat leads to the seanand for my last wishnI would sink like an old shipninto your hipsninto your lipsnand my wordsnwould all be forgottennlike I never even said themnlike I was never even aroundnAnd I don't wanna hear cryingnI don't wanna hear singingnI don't wanna hear nothingnbut THE SOUND!!!nwhen I dienI want my friends to die with menand we can all be together nlike we were ment to be togethernnnwhen I die nI won't be sadn'cause when I was alive I... n n n n