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