Story Behind The Song

The idea came to me while driving past a field of baby saplings. I thought to myself: what a peaceful graveyard that would be. This song is my reflection on death -- not as an end, but as a way to give back. Instead of a coffin or headstone

Song Description

ballad about death, remembrance, and renewal, reimagining burial as giving life back to nature. With vivid imagery of roots, trees, and legacy, it delivers a tender reflection on loss while offering hope and comfort.

Lyrics

Thanks but I will never want a coffin
Just plant my soul beneath a tree
I drove past a field of baby saplings
And thought what a peaceful graveyard that would be

Please don't confine my remains in a box
If they can help take all I've got
It would be an honor to give that gift
Let death wait while someone else lives

The nature of life is to survive
Even in death I can help others strive

So when I go please plant a tree
Let my final breath help not just trees but others grow
Let roots grow deep give nature back its homes
Let my goodbye lift another hello
And if I wasn't the giving kind
In life
Let me help others beyond my time

Step aside dear Mrs Dickinson
Death will have to wait some more
While parts of me still breathe in leaves
And roots remember what I'm for

No headstone needed not for me
I'd rather feed growth than have a rock on top of me
A final act of thanks
Soothe a small part of Earth's aches

So when I go please plant a tree
Let my final breath help others breathe
I hope the leaves will shade others from the heat
Even if I succeed in life I don't need my memory set in stone
I will always hope to help others
So as I go this will comfort me

It's not goodbye just a plan
So in death why not help a tree expand
When my life's symphony gives its final bow
I vow to embody
The famous Giving Tree