In death, I prefer to fade away
Without any heartache or pain
Drift away softly, at end of day
Late at night in the pouring rain

With raindrops on the rooftop
In the gentleness of night
As my heart does finally stop
My soul will lose its sight

Whatever comes will be alright
As I ease on away from here
As my soul does take its flight
Beyond all the pain and fear

Seeking to exist above the fray
Away from this moment in time
Ascending to exist another way
Some way much more sublime