The theme for this week was selected by t @hanselmusic and I think I absolutely got it right this time.

In this song, I sing about the sad reality of my work and how much I have had to converse with people who didn't make it.

I hope it can be a message to those living.

I used a very popular chord progression and I made some emphasis with the mix-up that all the songs written on this chord have a sad underlying.

It was designed by Johann Pachelbel and the first time I heard the progression was when Coolio used it in C U when you get there.

The other more popular time has been in Memories by Marron 5 produced by Jon Bellion and others.

Lyrics

Chorus
Don't sing along to this song
If you do, don't it long
it belongs to dead people in a filled up burial ground

hearing their voices in my head
telling me that they are not dead
sometimes I see them on them on the street
other times at the edge of my bed
so don't sing along
don't sing along

Verse
At the side of the grave
are the words that they said
to keep the stone in it place
so it won't float away

I was there in that day
and my heart been dey race
but you's stayed in one place
and it showed in your face

Bridge
I'll see you when you get there
see when you get there
see you when you get

see you when you get there!!

Chorus
Don't sing along to this song
If you do, don't it long
it belongs to dead people in a filled up burial ground

hearing their voices in my head
telling me that they are not dead
sometimes I see them on them on the street
other times at the edge of my bed
so don't sing along
don't sing along

Verse
There's a time that I remember
when I did not know no pain
when I belived in forever
and eveything would stay the same

Now my heart feels like December
when anybody calls your name
cause I can't reach out to call you
and I never will one day.

Bridge
I'll see you when you get there
see when you get there
see you when you get

see you when you get there!!

Chorus
Don't sing along to this song
If you do, don't it long
it belongs to dead people in a filled up burial ground

hearing their voices in my head
telling me that they are not dead
sometimes I see them on them on the street
other times at the edge of my bed
so don't sing along
don't sing along