I'm not afraid of death, afraid to die.
Afraid to sit, and watch time pass me by.
I've come to realize, death shouldn't be feared,
It should be honored, cherished, revered.
Time wears on, and we wear thin.
Till there's nothing left, but bone and skin.
Your time will come, don't ever doubt that.
So why don't you greet it, with a tip of your hat?