The Cycle of Life

 

In the fleeting shadows and the ghostly smiles

In the sighs of an old man and the cries of a child

In the open doorways and the passage beyond

In the soft hollow moaning and the words of a song

 

Oh, now the past, the past is dead and gone

And the cycle of life keeps rolling on, and on

 

In the endless struggle from dawn to dusk

Mired in circumstance that they could not adjust

And in the blowing curtains on a summer breeze

In the smell of cut grass when you took your day of ease

 

Chorus

 

So many roads for you to take all leading to one place

Like ripples on a placcid lake or the lines upon your face

 

Chorus 

 

In the gentle trembling of the autumn leaves

In the first snows of winter as they caress the naked trees

In a flurry of laughter, in the midst of tears and strife

I know that I’ll see you after we depart this troubled life

 

Chorus