Do not stand at my grave
Do not stand at my grave
Do not stand at my grave and weep.
I am that unspoken words you have to speak.
Even if I'm not there you have to sleep.
I do stand in all your soul,
Arcadia can bring me to you all.
I am that smile of a raw child,
like the first love, soft and mild.
I am right in front of you,
in cheerfulness you always knew.
Do not stand at my grave and wail,
I am not there. I did not die.