Words and music by David Massey

 

This feeling I have, it wasn’t built in a day

It won’t last forever

Each day must break, the thoughtless years run their course

Time will still our dreaming

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But in this mortal heart, you are to me

Like the brightness to the day

The restless murmur of the sea

 

I don’t know, from whence we come, where we go

A chance that must be taken

I hold you close, look in your eyes, say your name

I’ll take what we are given

CH

 

* Life is but grass, love just a flower of the field

That lights a season passing

The winter comes, the wind it blows, we are gone

and we are known no more

CH

 

* paraphrased from Ecclesiastes