Blindside

It started at the closing The closing of the door As soon as I had entered It was like I’d lived lives here before Memories flooded my mind Of times I knew I hadn’t lived Stories of the new kind But I knew how they ended The apple tree outside So many happy thoughts The hill down by the bank side Where we played until you slipped I feel a warmth around me I sense you've been waiting patiently As I sit here by the fire side I know you welcome me But as I try to make my exit Somehow I can't find my key The door won't let me get outside Has the world abandoned me? I turn to see all your eyes Your smiles of some strange serenity That's when it hits me blindside - the punch of reality I now know that I did die and this is where I'm supposed to be!