Do not stand at my grave and weep
I am not there I do not sleep
I'm not there I do not die
Do not stand at my grave and cry
I am not there I do not sleep I'm not there I do not die
I am a Thousand Winds that blow
I am the diamond glints on snow
I am the sun light on ripened grain
I am the gentle autumn's rain
When you awake in the mornings hush
I am the swift up lifting rush of quiet birds
in circled flight I am the soft stars that shine at night
Do not stand at my grave and cry
I am not there I did not die
I'm not there I did not die
I am a Thousand Winds that blow
I am the diamond glints on snow
I am the sun light on ripened grain
I am the gentle autumn's rain
When you awake in the mornings hush
I am the swift up lifting rush of quiet birds
in circled flight
I am the soft stars that shine at night
Do not stand at my grave and cry
I am not there I do not sleep
I'm not there I did not die
I am not there I do not sleep
I'm not there I did not die