I had a nightmare the other night As bad as a nightmare could be
I dreamed that I died but was still walking the earth And nobody remembered me
Everywhere I went I saw the same thing, crowds so well -informed
But lacking any trace I had lived at all, the trail was not even warm
And this was not the worst part, seems whatever I had done had been erased
It was as if I had never lived, not even as a rat in the rat race
When I awoke I went to an old neighborhood, I hadn’t been to in years
The guy selling coffee he remembered me tho, the perfect antidote to my fears
And in a hundred years, we will all be forgotten, except maybe for Elvis or Shakespeare
Let whatever memories be good ones, for the limited time that we are here
And don’t worry about posterity, just tip well and hold a few doors
And learn well from your nightmares, maybe that’s what they are there for
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