Epitaph  -  Judas  Priest

  The  old  man's  sitting  there,

  his  head  bowed  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  to  dearly  now  lets  go

    But  spare  a  thought  as  you  pass  him  by

  Take  a  closer  look  and  you'll  say

    He's  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  who's  passing  near

  It  names  the  person  lying  here  as  you

    And  you...and  you...and  you...