Don't Stand At My Grave

Don't stand at my grave,
I won't be there.

Don't weep over it,
Babe I promise I'm not there.

When you get up in the morning hush,
I'll be that uplifting rush.

I'll be the million winds blow,
and the diamonds glint on snow

I'll be in that gentle glow of a fire,
just to keep you warm.

I will be to busy to be asleep in my grave,
I promise I won't be there.

I will be the sunlight on ripened grain,
I will be the autumn's rain.

I will be the soft star that shines in the night.
So do not stand at my grave and cry - - -
I will not be there - - -
I will not die - - -