Ode to a Dead Thing

I hear the reverberation of hymns sung in church-Latin Tumbling down the halls alongside your memory The organ's coughing out its dulcet screams And I'm alone again, which is always it seems And the only ones keeping me company are The father, the son, and the holy ghost I have no heartbeat anymore It vanished when you fell off the earth The sun takes longer to rise than it used to Don't ask me why And the stars are a little dimmer I think, too Don't ask me why, I don't know why Just walk on you used to Just walk on by Like you used to