“The Time will come
When your life is done
And you might not have
Done that one thing
You most wanted done

It must be Really Hard
To be all the time running so hard
But if you don’t slow down
you might not feel the earth
Till’ your under it’s ground

The Time will tell
If your life living’s in a moldy well
When The End
Satisfies an End

People, People will say
That this life doesn’t matter anyway
But there’s one thing you should know
You can’t put trust in what other people say

The Time will come
When your life is done
And you might not have
Done that one thing
You most wanted done

The Time will come
When the sea mixes with the sun
And the bad seed’s that you sowed
You’ll find were the reason that nothing ever growed

The Roots never stowed
The sprout never showed
The Tree never growed
The Branches never flowed

And the land never moaned
The Leaves never blowed
The Leaves never flowed
The Flower never knowed
The flower never glowed

The Sun in the sky never knowed
When your train whistle blowed”