For some October 12th is Dia de los Muertos
Day of the Dead.
But for me it’s really the day of the remembered,
For those who are remembered are the ones
Who live for all eternity,those who are forgotten
Are the ones truly dead.
Its October 12th again.
It's raining outside.
And all I remember.
Is that there was no one there to kiss him goodbye.
Who will remember us when we're gone?
And everyone else has withered away.
This day of the dead.
Is another happy death day.
