spending my life on eternal things
not on things at time
lm gonna leave each day for what it brings
but with forever in my mind
coz things of time are temporal
they will soon fade away
just like fall gives way to enter
seasons come and seasons change
some people have plenty to live on
but nothing to live for
from noon to night till the break of dawn
they labour but have no joy
and the things that really matter
are the things we often miss
blinded by this world's destruction
we lose sight of why we here
