In the wind, a whispering voice A choice, now the end is near Do you hear – it’s telling us all What might befall, what is due If it’s true, then the time is nigh To wave goodbye, and depart And start, beginning over again New planes of existence beckon I reckon that all will offer hope As we ***** for more meaning
For now, at least we must listen The decision is still ours to take And make the best that we may But anyway, we have little time No rhyme nor reason can apply Ask why, and a wind just blows No-one knows any explanation In summation, just heed the call For us all, it may just be the last The past is gone, greet the dawn