Epitaph

The old mans sitting there, his head bowed down Every now and then hell take a look around And his eyes reflect the memory-pain of years gone by He cant regain nostalgic dreams hell never see again With trembling hands, he wipes a tear Many fall like rain, theres one for every year And his life laid out so clearly now, life thats brought death So nearly now life once he clung to dearly lets go But spare a thought as you pass him by Take a closer look and youll say Hes our tomorrow, just as much as we are his yesterday A lonely grave, and soon forgot Only wind and leaves lament his mournful song Yet they shout his epitaph out clear For anyone whos passing near It names the person lying here as you And you...and you...and you...