Sit Awhile With Me

Death can't take a holiday, but sometimes she needs to rest

Sit awhile with me here
Tell me of the world you know.
Fear not what I bring this way
My soul longs to know more.

Tell me of the world you know
For it is only souls I see.
My soul longs to know more,
Tell of this existence you hold so dear.

For it is only souls I see
All else is shadow and mist.
Of this existence you hold so dear
I must know why you cling to it so.

All else is shadow and mist
Fear not what I bring this way
Tell of this existence you hold so dear
Sit awhile with me here