If I Die Tomorrow

If I die tomorrow Would the misery be ended today? And buried under the depth of me Where the ugly days collide and the scary shadows despair If I die tomorrow Would the stippled face be hidden And vanished the sighs endlessly there? Would the blood be cold again? Would the sky embed the shame Revive the lands with overwhelming hail? If I die tomorrow Would the prayers from the none Hold the dreams of a dying star And heal the cracks with a glancing stare Would the darkened sights be shattered? And the deep dim hopes glow again Where the truth would be revealed And the reckless youth fluttered Where they can’t feel the rain Would I die tomorrow there?