I mind my own business most of the time
But when something excites me the sound of a chime 
I have a tendency to snoop with things beyond the grave 
But never before has a wind chime engraved

I stand on my porch feeling the sun
As a cold hard wind struck i then heard a sound 
A sound that ive yet to hear when the wind blows
As the wind chime tips and makes music 
The sound makes me blue and sick 

A smell of rot comes down to my nose
I put on a mask so my neighbors don't know
Ill say its a cough and i don't want it to spread

The boys in blue with their dogs noses true
They didn't have anything better to do 
“I say sir.”...`` Do I look dead to you?”

“What a ridiculous question!

If you were dead you wouldn't be about.

Nor would your chest move in and move out”

So i stood and stared until they were gone 
But momentarily something goes wrong.

A man with a shovel a hat and a gun
Made everyone else ,but myself, run
“I say sir  what is it that you do?
If it's what i think it is i'll see you soon.” 

He raised his gun and shot my chest.
"Oh my dear friend dont shoot for the chest.
People have more of a chance to live!
Shoot up here and you will see i've yet to have a life to me!"

The man with the gun then began shake 

“Why sir, you're as stiff as a board! If your afraid to shoot a dead man
Then why did you do it before?”

"Look around you, the world is your chime.
but be careful for the world has no line
The more you do the more you see 
And by the end of your life you will see me

I may have a mask now and you don't know my case
But I'll see you soon with a smile on my face.
Shoot me and stab me you'll find your embrace
but i am a dead man
And one with no mercy so sir I ask you .

Do you hear the chime?".