He was a king, a teacher
The wisest in the land
Driven by a passion
Just to know and understand
He opened wide his eyes
Sought to see beyond the lies
And found a world beyond his understanding
Under the sun
He saw the vanity of vanities
He bravely looked at life
And saw futility
Torn between the facts he saw
And all he ever had believed
Between his hopes and what he'd clearly seen
He hoped it might be wisdom
So he set himself to learn
But he found the more the knowledge
The more sorrow and concern
And so he turned to pleasure
To folly and to cheer
But still his laughter
Tasted of his tears
Under the sun
He saw the vanity of vanities
In wisdom or in wine
He found futility
In knowledge or in folly
For the wise man or the fool
Hopelessness will always be the rule
And yet there is a time
For everything that's under heaven
A time to run, a time to stand and fight
So in the face of cold despair
No matter what seems right
Remember, darkness drives us to the light
Under the sun
True there is vanity of vanities
But there is more to life
There is security
Remember your Creator
In the days when you are young
And He will be your hope
Under the sun
