"Hallowell" in the Northern Harmony sacred harp hymnal says it all for me. The refrain goes:

The dead lift me up: In brightest sky the clouds below me race. The dead lift me up. I see them face to face.

So does "Courage my soul (the storm is passing over)"
So does "I bid you goodnight".

Strange go say, I don't think of this as a morbid topic at all. My music community has had to support one another in the darkest times; sometimes music is the best way to express the inexpressible.