Oh my What happens when we die No one really knows Do our souls float up to the sky Passing the clouds so high Making a journey above and beyond Up to the heavens Hearing beautiful song Do we get to those golden gates To register all our fates Then are we free to roam Coming back down to our home Visiting loved ones if we could Or doing ghostly hauntings Sounds good Then leave to follow the light Back to where thereβs no day and night And join the angels in the sky Is this what happens when we die?