Absence (When I’m Gone)

When the clock runs dry, and the sands slide clean
When I rest too long and wake up inbetween
When day flows into night like a river of dreams
Then I'll know the hands of time won't hit thirteen

What will I do when I wake betwixt
Two kingdoms where their lights and their ways don't mix
Will I cry with regret as I sail River Styx
Or wake up to a choir sweet like Heaven's Kiss
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Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh
Ooh, ooh, ooh

When I'm gone
Gone
Will my absence mean anything
In the great beyond
When I'm gone

And what of thе people I leavе behind?
Will my legacy be something to reside in their minds?
Did I make an impact that could change their lives?
Or did leaving my mark turn to dropping the wine?

Will they miss me, or diss me?
Will their perception contest me?
What will they say when the rose is white?
When the fire's gone, and I've dimmed the light?

Will they have anything to say to me?
Will their words be those of blessing or those of disease?
I pray as I live and breathe that I have been
Good enough that when I pass I will have earned my wings

Earned my wings

When I'm gone
Gone
Will my absence mean anything
In the great beyond
When I'm gone