Is anybody there
Is anybody listening
Does anybody care
Would anybody miss me

Would I be like that celebrity who dies-you feel a little bit of loss but something else comes along and you’re mind just wonders off

No I’m not attention seeking, this is real and this is me
I can write and I can sing so no one cares what’s underneath

But no ones in the crowd
And no ones ever listening
So they will never know
Not for as long as I live.

Am I like that guy who is shunned while he’s alive, they only realised he was a genius after he had died

We’re all as insignificant as  a single piece of grain
But if we all died we’d be as famous as that dude who stood in the way
He was insignificant too-no one cared while he was alive.
He was a single piece of grain until he jumped in front of that train.

Now everybody knows his name and - not dissing him at all - but honestly he’s dead and so are many more.
We remember all of them that died but what about all of us.
Angels who are still alive but would rather be in out of luck