The old man sitting there
His head bow down
Every now and then
He'll take a look around
And his eyes reflect the memory pain of years gone by
He can't regain nostalgic dreams he'll never see again
With trembling hands
He wipes a tear
Many fall like rain
There's one for every year
And his life laid out so clearly now, life that's brought death
So nearly now life once he clung so dearly now let's go
But spare a thought as you pass him by
Just get a closer look and you'll say
He's our tomorrow
Just as we were his yesterday
A lonely grave
And soon forgot
Only wind and leaves
Lament this mournful song
Yet they shout his epitaph out clear for anyone
Who's passing near it names the person lying here as you
And you
And you
And you |
