i walked in to a grave yard and saw a big stone cross
i got an errie feeling and my mind began to toss
the name it looked familiar the birth date was the same
my mind was playing tricks  playing its own game

i stood there for a while staring at the stone
just a single cross standing on its own
then i saw the writing as plain as it could be
the name i saw inscribed was the same as me

perhaps it was an omen of what lies ahead
the place i would be laid in my final bed