The dead walk among the living 
It happens all the time you know 
One of these days it's you, friend 
And it's not even in the end 

It's a hard fact of life 
But it's still just life 
It's really dark 
And you're stuck inside 
No light: forever night 

But then daylight reveals itself 
And the coffee is right on the money 
It's really stupid but I swear it's true 
The birds sing especially for you 

The dead head for the cities 
Where they sit and nod their heads 
Annoying the living 
With a presence barely felt