David Lingabee Songs & Songwriting

Song#: 10

Album
Name of Song: Where do you go when you die?

To give you some history,
I’ll tell you a tale,
Experiences that made me
feel like sorta of in jail.

When people near death,
Social graces just leave,
They reminisce and talk about
the things they achieved.

Telling you things
so dark with regret,
And hope that confessing
will help them reset.

We’ve all had experience
and then wondered about,
All this talk of immortal
but be nice to get out.

Chorus
What if nothing changes,
Except you’re on your own,
Your family and friends down there,
What you’ve feared but sorta known.
Then obeying your new body,
Amnesia sets in,
You forget you’re a spirit
I’m a body, let’s begin.
______

To give you some history,
I’ll tell you a tale,
Experiences that made me
feel like sorta of in jail.

When people near death,
Social graces just leave,
They reminisce and talk about
the things they achieved.

Telling you things
so dark with regret,
And hope that confessing
will help them reset.

We’ve all had experience
and then wondered about,
All this talk of immortal
but be nice to get out.

Chorus
What if nothing changes,
Except you’re on your own,
Your family and friends down there,
What you’ve feared but sorta known.
Then obeying your new body,
Amnesia sets in,
You forget you’re a spirit
I’m a body, let’s begin.

______

To give you some history,
I’ll tell you a tale,
Experiences that made me
feel like sorta of in jail.

When people near death,
Social graces just leave,
They reminisce and talk about
the things they achieved.

Telling you things
so dark with regret,
And hope that confessing
will help them reset.

We’ve all had experience
and then wondered about,
All this talk of immortal
but be nice to get out.

Chorus
What if nothing changes,
Except you’re on your own,
Your family and friends down there,
What you’ve feared but sorta known.
Then obeying your new body,
Amnesia sets in,
You forget you’re a spirit
I’m a body, let’s begin.

______

Bridge
There’s a tale unbelievable,
Of implanting and intrigue,
It was so overwhelming
Now too hard to believe.

Memories so violent,
Bounced out when you see,
Yet they have your proof
of where you have been.

Your mind records everything,
At death, where you go,
But you’d have to rearrange
what you believe and just know.
______

To give you some history,
I’ll tell you a tale,
Experiences that made me
feel like sorta of in jail.

When people near death,
Social graces just leave,
They reminisce and talk about
the things they achieved.

Telling you things
so dark with regret,
And hope that confessing
will help them reset.

We’ve all had experience
and then wondered about,
All this talk of immortal
but be nice to get out.

Chorus
What if nothing changes,
Except you’re on your own,
Your family and friends down there,
What you’ve feared but sorta known.
Then obeying your new body,
Amnesia sets in,
You forget you’re a spirit
I’m a body, let’s begin.

______

To give you some history,
I’ll tell you a tale,
Experiences that made me
feel like sorta of in jail.

When people near death,
Social graces just leave,
They reminisce and talk about
the things they achieved.

Telling you things
so dark with regret,
And hope that confessing
will help them reset.

We’ve all had experience
and then wondered about,
All this talk of immortal
but be nice to get out.

Chorus
What if nothing changes,
Except you’re on your own,
Your family and friends down there,
What you’ve feared but sorta known.
Then obeying your new body,
Amnesia sets in,
You forget you’re a spirit
I’m a body, let’s begin.

______

To give you some history,
I’ll tell you a tale,
Experiences that made me
feel like sorta of in jail.

When people near death,
Social graces just leave,
They reminisce and talk about
the things they achieved.

Telling you things
so dark with regret,
And hope that confessing
will help them reset.

We’ve all had experience
and then wondered about,
All this talk of immortal
but be nice to get out.

Chorus
What if nothing changes,
Except you’re on your own,
Your family and friends down there,
What you’ve feared but sorta known.
Then obeying your new body,
Amnesia sets in,
You forget you’re a spirit
I’m a body, let’s begin.

______


Time for you is timeless,
When bodies aren’t your truth,
But as you separate on out,
You realize you’re the sooth.

You’ve gotten used to bodies,
You’ve gotten used to minds,
You love being trapped,
Obeying Father Time.

You’ve gotten used to bodies,
You’ve gotten used to minds,
We love being trapped,
Obeying Father Time.
________

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