creatures of a day
When will I
When will I
When will I trust the way
We are born just to die and fade away
We are born to be creatures of a day
I am breathing
I am crying
I who delight in song
I am the resonant string of a music soon gone
And I know I’m crumbling
And I know I’ll fall
And I know that when the desert sands have covered me
That the only certain thing is mutability
When will I
When will I
When will I trust the way
We are born, we are soul that’s set in clay
We are born just to die and fade away
We are born to be creatures of a day