Think of your lifetime as one day It's fading away The are growing long Think of existence as a flame and as rain Storm clouds there right along
At life's eve our flames will cease Eternally, Eventually all paths will lead To the cemetery
We are but falling leaves in the air hovering down Unaware we are around Scattered fragments of time Like blinks of an eye we are That's all are
Think of your lifetime as one year autumn is here Getting colder, the winter's impending Your conclusion's near - certain, austere Yes only the circle's unending
At life's eve our flames will Eternally, unavoidably Eventually, all paths will lead to the cemetery To the prior deceased
We are falling leaves in the air hovering down Unaware we will hit the ground Scattered of time Like blinks of an eye we are