What is the meaning to any of this
A good life, riches, love, a kiss
Fall comes and goes as does Spring
Our Winters and Summers aren’t worth anything
Like leaves, we grow and will soon die
Absent of the answer or reason why
Some call it sin, some call it fate
Like love, Death is our only true mate
Sinners prayers fall deaf on Heavenly ears
Thus our wars, deaths and many tears
But soon the Grave will claim all that we see
And in a great fire, we all will forever be