Here's a great song about past lives...it came out when I was 6 years old...simply one of the greatest songs ever.

The Highwaymen

I was a highwayman
Along the coach roads I did ride
With sword and pistol by my side
Many a young maid lost her baubles to my trade
Many a soldier shed his lifeblood on my blade
The bastards hung me in the spring of '25
But I'm still alive...

I was a sailor
I was born upon the tide
With the sea I did abide
I sailed a schooner round the horn of Mexico
I went aloft and furled the main sail in a blow
And when the yard broke off they say that I got killed
But I'm living still...

I was a dam builder
Across a river deep and wide
Where steel and water did collide
At a place called Boulder, on the wild Colorado
I slipped and fell into the wet concrete below
They buried me in that grey tomb that knows no sound
But I'm still around...

I'll always be around, and around
And around, and around, and around

I fly a starship
Across the universe divide
And when I reach the other side
I'll find a place to rest my spirit if I can
Perhaps I may become a highwayman again
Or I may simply be a single drop of rain
But I will remain...

And I'll be back again, and again
And again, and again, and again...