I wonder if these minutes were my last
If I should choose to feast or start to fast
Would I pray or would I curse?
Hope for good or something worse?
What emotion would I feel?
Would I run or would I kneel?
Time is winding down, but only for this life
I want to be found, enjoying the next life
I see leaves and they are starting to turn brown
But they'll be green and growing when the second season comes around
The strongest will expire just the same
The quick will fall exactly like the lame
I'll do nothing at the most
To keep from giving up the ghost
Try to make my shoulders broad
But I am helpless without god
Time is winding down, but only for this life
I want to be found, enjoying the next life
I see leaves and they are starting to turn brown
They'll be green and growing when the second season comes around
I may try to grip control
But when for me shall this bell toll?
If the answer is to bow
To him that makes how soon is now?
Time is winding down, but only for this life
I want to be found, enjoying the next life
I see leaves and they are starting to turn brown
They'll be green and growing when the second season comes around