You tread water old man in grey
Dressed in a suit and tie, why?
You look rather strange, did you mean to swim today?

You’re beginning to look tired but still you stay
I reach out my hand but you deny
You tread water old man in grey

Your body, almost lifeless, does not yet drift away
I stand over you and you wonder why
You look rather strange, did you mean to swim today?

Your face holds joy, yet your grave will not hold a single bouquet
Nor the tear of an ally
You tread water old man in grey

Is there someone to whom you pray?
Your dissolution is here yet you seem content where you lie
You look rather strange, did you mean to swim today?

And soon your body will start to decay
I wave a final good-bye
You tread water old man in grey
You look rather strange, did you mean to swim today?