Unopened Letter to the World

If I died tomorrow
Would this song live on forever?
And here is myUnopened letter to a world
That never shall replyIf I died tomorrow
Would this song live on forever?
And here is myUnopened letter to a world
That never shall replyNever shall reply
From this second story window
I can hear the church bells calling out my name
This table is set for one
Even angels would be homesick
In this forsaken townOn random notes of parchment
I'm scrawling my existence
Dressed in whiteThis candle radiates throughout the night
And it's never burning outNever burning outFrom this second story window
I can hear the children down on main street
They're singing their songs tonightIn the shadows I will listen to their every movementMr. higginson am I not good enough for the world?Am I destined only to die
The same way that I lived,
Its seclusion?But high up on this mountain
I can almost see your lonely window sillThey'll carry you off tonightThere's a ghost in your old bedroom
And a candle burning brightIf I die tomorrow
Will this song live on forever?