sing me to sleep.

when i die, find me in the music. 

ill be in the notes, the melodic playing of the guitar.

 the soft sounds of the bells, the voice crack in the singer's voice. 

that one wrong note that you hate hearing but love finding.

 find me in the music.

 the daydream of me will persist even if the memory of me fades.

 so when all reality of my life melts away, discover me in the lyrics of a docile streetside melody. 

unbury me from my dusty musical notes and hold me close to your chest.

 caress me with your voice, your melody, even your broken hums.

uncover my soul in the aching melody of life and death.