Oh dear death Its been a while I hope you're well And i guess im fine Oh dear death Its been a year I hope you're great But i feel so lost You're truly a friend to me Closest ive ever had I know youre a messenger But its nice you asked Are you ready to go Or are you still unsure I'll wait by the porch and let you think once more I know theres a million little thoughts in your head You must be tough Are you ready to go Are you sure you know Whats on the side of the page That you left unwrote We dont gotta rush things You can wait your turn Oh dear death I've grown so much I conquered most of the demons You met back when we last spoke Im still a mess But im sorry to say That our walk will have to wait some days I hope thats fine But out of all of the things you could say Im so glad its that I'm so glad you asked Are you ready to go Or are you still unsure I'll wait by the porch and let you think once more I know theres a million little thoughts in your head You must be tough Are you ready to go Are you sure you know Whats on the side of the page That you left unwrote We dont gotta rush things You can wait your turn Oh dear death Its been a while I hope you're well I took your advice