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Another question Hangs in midair. There's an answer, I know it's out there. Will anyone be aware When confetti falls on my empty chair? Like a one, two punch, A surprise attack come at dawn. Will they miss me when I'm gone? Everyday, The search seems necessary. A final play, A desperate hail mary. There's so many things that I may have missed. I hope the answer is as simple as this. Will my friends be brave 'Till someone plays my favorite song? Will they miss me when I'm gone? Take a minute from their lives one by one, And remember everything I had done? And everything I'd been? Or will the world just spin on and on? Will they miss me when I'm gone? From Letras Mania