Death Of A Man

Lyrics
Die When You Must Die Here lies the death of a man Who lived in his own ideas Here lies the death of a man Who lived in his own ideas This man was a man who spent his time Being very much amazed at the thought that he must die He kept all his troubles to himself Until he met some friends, they said they had a way His friends said there's little point In speculating on the unknown Live now, die when you must die Die when you must die Die when you must die I'm sure that is very good advice And he went on home to bed And dreamed that he was dead Dreamed that he was dead Dreamed that he was dead The Strife Is O'er The Battle Done Instrumental He Is Gone Please, Lord, take the soul Of our dear departed son Please, Lord, take the soul Of our dear departed son Please, Lord, take the soul Of our dear departed son I know I have lost all I held dear to me I know he is gone, he is gone Twelve darkly clad mourners appeared How can they come here Knowing what they've done? This May Sound Strange I know this may sound strange But you don't know how I'm feeling I know this may sound strange But we really do have feelings All we did was show a way There was no price he had to pay You turned your grief on those who tried All we did was show a way The Sentence Is Life This man was a man who dreamed a death His friends decreed his fate And the sentence was for life You, all alone in this world Have often turned your minds To vacant thoughts of dying Alone only ends in this world When you've built your time So I thank the friends of mine Thank the friends of mine Thank the friends of mine Oh love, that wilt not let me go I rest my weary soul in thee
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Credits
- Writers
- Rod Edwards
- Roger Hand