Shall I tell you where the dead are?
You won't find them in the sky
Their faces don't grace clouds,
or rest in a person's eye

Shall I tell you where the dead are?
You won't find them on the street
If you missed them the first time,
then there's no chance they'll repeat

Shall I tell you where the dead are?
You won't find them on a wall
A picture is but a picture,
and that just won't do at all

Shall I tell you where the dead are?
You won't find them in a book
Better catch them while they're living
Better have yourself a look

Shall I tell you where the dead are?
You won't find them in a voice
They've moved on to different pastures,
but not one is there by choice

Shall I tell you where the dead are?
Very well, you'll get your way
The dead rest in the ground,
and it's there they'll always stay