What does that old man sitting in the park?
Seems to be waiting for the dead last grab
Reminding each and every meaningless success of his life
He's waiting for death to call him back
Is he alright with what he's done?
Or did he let his life pass by
And now there's nothing left but crying
'Cause all those years just won't comeback
And death's a couple steps behind
Soon I'll be that old man
Soon I'll be the next one
Soon I'll be the next to die
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