He shuffled about the station cleaning and sweeping,

but moving slow, I asked him and he said,

oh, yes, a long while back,

I remember it all though somehow I never felt dead.

I got up out of the ground and came back to work

and nobody seemed to mind.

I still get a check every two weeks

being dead is a lot like being alive,

and the money is handy.

When I first got up, I tried walking through walls,

I guess that only works in movies,

I nearly broke my nose, and that is one thing,

you can’t get medical care when you are dead.

So, I am careful now:

I live properly, don’t smoke,

don’t drink and try to get my rest.

 

The only thing is I don’t have

being dead to look forward to.

Not saying I wont someday go lay back down,

but I am not sure I could stay there.