The time trickles by unnoticed
our moments fade away
While their coming and their going
pass us by day to day

Each new morn comes by to meet me
as nothing seems to last
The thoughts of youth just melt away
as all become the past

With them go my joys and sorrows
this life spent chasing dreams
The grandiose philosophy
of lofty hopes and schemes

Younger days when I once believed
I'll sleep when I am dead
Now I feed the mind on learning
I still keep those fires fed

Why can't we inherit wisdom
pass along what we know
Given benefit of insight
might help our species grow

The generations march to war
pounding drums of glory
Saying it will happen no more
it's the same sad story

Gales form around each new child's life
what they don't know be true
The winds foretell what future holds
oh if they only knew

The sands of time keep flowing on
our lives to pass away
Some are coming, some are going
none ever come to stay

Tate