Protoje - After I'm Gone

You will remain, but remain for me
You can't rest in peace if you live in war
Don't make the conflict reach too far
Here one day and you're gone tomorrow
Next week funeral wreaths and flowers
Forget the hours of the time you spent up
Keeping the malice and it don't make sense now
So you intend to treat me when it dread
Now come the day the earth and I'm the fish and bread
After I'm gone, when I'm gone away
It won't be too late