Walking one evening by the Bay the question came up 'what happens to us when we die'. Everyone has different ideas/beliefs on this (so I wouldn't debate it ) but what if they were all correct and whatever you believed is what happens to you?

 Don't Really Know
             
  Wandering and wondering   what'll I do        Lights on the water  lead me to you        
  Mist on the mountain  muddies my mind If I keep searching what'll I find
          
  She watches ships slip smooth thru the port    Watches gulls soar silken skys
 Squeezes my hand as we pause on the board-walk  turns, looks me in the eye
                     
  A question   what happens to us            when we die

  What you be-lieve   what you feel is true  it's the most likely thing that will happen to you                        
  Heart leads soul   where it needs to go     But no-one comes back so we dont really know

For some peaceful sleep like a warm cozy bed     for others a city of light                    
   So many people the paths that they tread   e-ven-tually  they all u-nite

   What you be-lieve  what you feel is true  it's the most likely thing that will happen to you                        
   Heart leads soul      where it needs to go       But no-one comes back so we dont really know

Don't Really Know

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