So you’re dead like me.
So you were dumb like me.
Were you surprised when you learned that we never truly…?
(Don't go.)
A million different ways to die,
(Please don't go.)
A thousand different last thoughts.
(Will you stay for me?)
Not one of them involving you or I.

Did we ever truly live?
Is life a dream for the dead?
A lifetime strewn with regret.
Is life vacation for the damned?

Remember you’re dead, not gone.
(Don't go.)
So your family mourns you.
(Please don't go.)
Were you surprised to learn that life goes on without you?
(Won't you stay for me?)
Did you cry for yourself?
(Don't head toward the bright white light.)
Don’t you realize yet?
(Won't you stay for me?)
This is just the next step, you’re just now beginning.
The lights aren’t here for you yet.
(Don't go.)
Your job’s not over.
(Please don't go.)
Brace for impact this may be a little sudden.
(Won't you stay for me?)

But did we ever truly live?
Is life a dream for the dead?
Remember all your regrets.
Is life vacation for the damned?

If I could have stayed, maybe
I would change my ways.
Tell me: do we live with these regrets forever?

You were never promised streets made of gold.
That was sure a nice little fantasy.
There will be no pearly gates.
Saint Peter won’t be waiting.
There’s no book of life, but there’s a book of all the dead.
I’m sure you’ve made it.
Are you in the right place?
Yeah.