Not Dead… But Quite Possibly Forgotten

The Dead Body That Claims It Isn’t: I’m not dead. - Monty Python & the Holy Grail (1975)

I’m Not Dead
Pink (2006)

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
There’s all these cracks
Crack of sunlight
Crack in the mirror on your lips
It’s the moment of a sunset Friday
When our conversations twist,
It’s the fifth day of ice on a new tattoo
But the ice should be on our heads,
We only spun the wheel to catch ourselves
So we weren’t left for death.

And I was never looking for approval from anyone but you,
And though this journey is over I’ll go back if you ask me to.

I’m not dead, just floating
Right between the ink of your tattoo
In the belly of the beast we turned into,
I’m not scared, just changing
Right beyond the cigarette and the devilish smile
You’re my crack of sunlight

You can do the math a thousand ways, but you can’t erase the facts
That others come and others go, but you always come back
I’m a winter flower underground, always thirsty for summer rain
And just like the change of seasons
I know you’ll be back again

I’m not dead, just floating
Underneath the ink of my tattoo
I’ve tried to hide my scars from you
I’m not scared, just changing
Right beyond the cigarette and the devilish smile
You’re my crack of sunlight, oh

I’m not dead just yet
I’m not dead, I’m just floating
Doesn’t matter where I’m going
I’ll find you
I’m not scared at all
Underneath the cuts and bruises
Finally gained what no one loses
I’ll find you
I will find you

I’m not dead, just floating
I’m not scared, just changing
You’re my crack of sunlight, yeah