The Passing is the Only Thing That Will Stay
will always leave its mark;
people have a way of leaving footprints behind
that will endure
though their body have decayed,
the passing is the only thing that stays.
And the wind blows
to erode the mountains,
the waves lap against the shores,
the rain will drizzle
until the memories fade away
the passing is the only thing that will stay.
People talk of permanence
as if they have lived long enough
to watch it overstay
but the passing is only thing that stays.