The future’s not promised
Death will find us all
We lie when we’re honest
I’ll embrace my fall
Que sera, sera

The past is forgotten
Our lives will be too
After we’ve rotten
Nothing is new
Que sera, sera

Tomorrow is gone
So don’t even rush
Flowers and fun
Burn all your cash
Que sera, sera

Let go of control
And then you’ll be free
Your body goes cold
Feeding the trees
Que sera, sera