a rose and a lost petal
wind shaking water
ice turning to metal
the path is dark and seem farther

the rejoice of spring
but a distant memory
and feeling and things
back in ancient history

fields and fallows
meshed by ancient hands
old tree elbows
and shadow bands

wind swept orchards
a distant cry
thoughts of when we were kids
so soon is the time to die

we are all just dust in the wind
life is over as soon as it has began
all i ever asked for was just a nice friend
and all i ever hoped for was down on the bend
now im old weary and tired with my life to defend
an unsighty woe a disgruntled predicament
for just one moment i wish i knew what you ment
and just for one day i could live beyond the urban cement
but life is real and time is life and all is there to depend
i hope ill see you on the other side all aint over till the end