1 A man died and left behind a widow and a child. Oh, that was all the man left behind him when he died. Oh, not another thing did he leave when he died. His grave was left unmarked; there was not a single gravestone.
2 The widow died and left behind a child and a flower. Oh, that was all the widow left behind her when she died. Oh, not another thing did she leave when she died. Her clothes had turned to dust; there was not a single garment.
3 The child died and left behind his legs, a twisted tangle. Oh, that was all the child left behind him when he died. Oh, not another thing did he leave when he died. His tears had dried to dust; there was not a single mem’ry.
4 A soldier died and left behind the pieces of his rifle. Oh, that was all the soldier left behind him when he died. Oh, not another thing did he leave when he died. The Earth was still at war; there was no sign of peace there.
5 And now in this empty world there’s only you and me. Oh, we are all the people left behind them when they died. Oh, not another thing did they leave when they died. Just you and me alive; not another souls remains here.
6 When hist’ry died it left behind today and tomorrow. Oh, that was all the hist’ry left behind it when it died. Oh, not another thing did it leave when it died. Today, this shining day, not another thing remains here.