I like a tombstone cause it

Weathers well

And if it stands or if it crumbles

Only time will tell

If you carve my name in marble

You must cut it deep

There'll be no dancing on the gravestone

You must let me sleep

And time is burning burning burning

It burns away

I don't need to see the gates of

Famous men

But I do try to see the kingdom

Every now and then

If you ask me where it is it's on a

Humble map

And I know that to enter in the doorway

Show your handicap

And time is burning burning burning

It burns away