If I die young
Tell the world about my music
Tell them all that I could do and all the shit I ruined
Tell them I sang myself to sleep every night to keep from crying
And then I sang myself to sweepstakes when I was singing in the choir
Tell them I cry and fight and lose and lie and win and love
Break hearts and die in the name of love
For song, and light and life and in the name of love itself
Tell them that I said, “Love is bad for your health”
Tell them I said that love is the most powerful force in life and that it could never die
Tell them I will lie for love and love will lie
If I die young
Teach the kids about their skin
Teach them to embrace their out's and take care of their in’s, walk across the planes and sing my name off the highest mountains
Tumble down, dust off and do it all again
Tell my family it was destined and that it’s okay to mourn
The loss of the joy that I brought to this Earth
Tell the woman that I’ve known since birth
That I’ve manifested into the roots of her womb
The rivers on her wrist
And the night skies in her eyes
Kiss her on her hands and give her a pen to write
Hold her close and brush her hair behind seashells so that she could hear my voice and remember the love that waved out of my being onto the shore
Rejoice
If I die young, no. I’ll never die
My music will play, and everyday, I will be alive