Time, it is fleeting
Like dust in the wind
The old must be over
For the new to begin
A gentle reminder
Of another life lived
We rotate our memories
As the world spins
We reach for the stars
Some fall short, but aspire
To live out our dreams
And quench our desires
And we do so with vigor
Full of life, full of hope
Before time expires
At the end of our rope
The circle of life
In the grandest of scales
As some reach acceptance
Where others might fail