I woke up dead this morning
With a question on my lips
That I can’t quite remember.

I’ve sat here all day looking at myself 
And I just can’t remember
What the hell I was going to ask.

I don’t even know why
I was going to ask a question
Since obviously there’s no one to ask it of.

But as I sit here looking at what I used to be,
A feeling gets stronger and stronger
That it may well have been
The most important question,
I’ve ever needed to ask.