Mark Sinnis Lyrics

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Cemeteries and centuries the years fly by so fast
It’s hard to accept that we all have a reservation there
A sobering reality that awaits us all
On the corner you can’t ignore it
There’s nothing you can do
It’s a constant reminder of our final rendezvous
 
For centuries we hear about our eternal reward
Of that we’re told, but all that’s left of us is a faded headstone
Look at them all lined up in a neat row
Like waiting for a train, one by one we go
 
Cemeteries and centuries the years fly by so fast
It’s hard to accept that we all have a reservation there
A sobering reality that awaits us all
Like waiting for a train, one by one we go
 
If they could talk oh the stories they could tell
Walk with me and read their names
Strangers gathered in their eternal homeland
 
 The cemetery is a beautiful place but a constant reminder
Of our tearful fate, the paradox awaits us all
Rest in peace, oh rest in peace but you will never know
 
The catacombs are filled with souls
Faceless, nameless who died years ago
The memories are piled high
Mothers, fathers, sons and daughters
They were once like you and I
Life’s cruel joke is on us all.