should day become tomorrow ..a day that i should die
would life upon this planet care.. would people laugh or cry
would time go on un-noticed ..would people hold their breath
i very much so doubt it my life now sudden death

do flags get flown because im out and nearly 6ft down
i very much do worry not i bet no sudden frowns
my life is that a tiny ant ..that ****!! no longer there
i bet a younger ant like me be ready that i fear

In times gone past we hasten had forgotten all our pals
remebering of the dead we know yet someone filled their souls
will we become a memory fad that people just dont share
a stone inside a churches yard bare of love and care

My death will go so no one see's a greif of family life
my freinds,my love and closest ones will mourneth me
a day of life be had
time will heal those wounded souls and time will fade away
leaving just a dusty stone crumbling day by day