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Featuring Sam andDean
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I had those dreams
again
I remember what it is
like to die
I keep, keep trying to
forget
But I can't-no matter
how I try.
I wonder how I'll
feel
When they come to
seal our compact
I wonder how it
will-if I do-feel
When I stop dead in
my tracks
There's nothing to
tell Dean
Should I ask Sam my
question?
I don't want him to
worry any more
What will he say if
death is mentioned?
That I'm dead? Or
that'll he'll soon be?
Does either of these
words bother him?
As much as they bother
me?
I'll just keep my
mouth closed
And try not to think
of hell hounds
Hopefully, my
emotions won't show
The images aren't so
vivid
As the sensations I
recall
The blinding pain of
dying
And then into hell-
that tumbling fall
What will I feel? Is
there a light?
Is their anything I
should know-
About demons, about
hell, about you-
Before I'm finally
done and go
Pain, demons, death, no
more
Dose he remember
what it's like?
I'm not supposed to
be here
When they come
should I fight?
Dreams again, woke up
screaming
He was already up, just
as tired as I
He looked at me, and
said finally-
"Sam what's it like
to die?"
Please don't ask
(Please do tell)
You shielded me when I
was small
I'm trying to shield
you now
"I didn't feel
anything at all."
Of course he knows it's
a lie
What doesn't he
want me to know?
But I don't want him
to worry
I have to know
before I go
"Please, Sammy,"
I try to plead
"Do we need to talk
now?" I ask
"I need to hear it
from you."
"Okay, okay," and I
set myself to the task.
I share my dreams
with Dean
As I slowly start to
explain
My journey through
death and
What felt like years of
torment and pain
I don't know what
to say
I should have never
let you leave my side
You were hurt, it
was my last mistake
And as
price I will have to die
I had dreams again- of
dying
My nightmares have
vanished
But Sammy sleeps
quietly now
I hope soon Dean's demons
will also be banished
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