Falling rain
dissolves away the earth
takes away the dirt
in streams of brand new birth
wild wind blows
it drives against my face
where it goes - who knows?
it's gone without a trace
and when the age of this life takes its toll
it all boils right down to the soul
Dreams pass us by
like wind driven snow
memories will fade
as we grow old
nothing remains
but that which we hold
close to our hearts
faith as pure as gold
Sun beats down
upon retreating snow
melting sounds
of drips beat on my toes
it's not for me to know
it's not for me to say
but when I see some lives
I see them melt away
and when the age of this life takes its toll
it all boils right down to the soul
