For a Moment a King

Painting our portrait with the colors we've been given Each life's a masterpiece by the artist living it We reach for the outer realms of the universe, glory driven We take more than we replace, not caring who's giving it. A life full of meaning From the lessons we learn To the bridges we burn We tend to forget No remorse, no regret It will soon be our turn The colors we use Reds, greens and blues As the days change to years Bring memories of sunshine and rain Fire and ice, laughter and tears Looking back at it all We could cry, we could sing For a moment a pauper, for a moment a king.