Time

The years are flying swiftly by

And I, I cannot stop their flight

As they soar past on colored wings

To where all time shall never end.

One life is all we have to live,

One song to sing, one tale to tell,

And what we do is ours to say;

We hold the future in our hands.

We'll make the best of here and now,

And when we're done, on looking back

We'll show the world what we became

When holding life between our hands.