Lying in the Grass Thinking About Death

I asked a crow to go get some help And nothing but air came back to me Some silver was streaked into the sky And we were in hell comparatively Like a weight to the ground And sights to the clouds Resembling how it feels like I'm just passing by Like I'm just passing by Like it's all passing by Like we're all passing by When I was young I had a crush On a girl who then passed away I never wanted to tell anyone I thought that it's noise would start to fade And now I think of this and the short lives lived And the echoes we all leave behind That all come passing by That all come passing by Like it's all passing by Like it's all passing by Tossed in a dream and caught in between The past and your bad predictions When I look at what I've done And what I thought I'd become All I see is distance Cause I see these streams of possibilities And they all string across my sight But then keep passing by And they keep passing by Like it's all passing by And it's all passing by And its all passing by Like we're all passing by