Life is here and life is there and then it's gone
Fleeting are the moments of joy, of pain, of the happy times, of the sad times
Moments come & moments go
Washing up like the grains of sand they are
The Road Less Travled, now there's a funny thought
It is not smooth. It is not easy. It is not
A motor revs, a woman speaks, a bird pauses before flight
In that instant it's all gone.
Everything you have and everything you're gonna have
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