I stand once more at the corner to the end and I find myself filled with dread, I fear this is it my friend.
The shadows are closing in and I can hear the bell that tolls. I’ll ask not for whom it rings, I fear that answer I already know.
So this I say my last good bye, I’m sorry I could not stay to watch those happy years roll by. I could not stand the sun on my face for I was looking over my shoulder at that darkness that was quickly keeping pace. I could not laugh nor sing or play for I saw the pain my passing day would bring.
So here I stand at the corner to the end and say this tearful good bye. I think of you and find that all I can do is cry.