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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