Beyond the mast

Maybe I've learned things from the past Like how it is not much will last Funny how times keep moving fast Beyond futures hung from a mast Sometimes I stare up at the moon And watch the stars move through the room They show tomorrow's coming soon Just like a moth from the cocoon In-between are many lines crossed So many promises been tossed And roads of gold falsely embossed Now lead us to all that's been lost Old faces flash before the eyes Escaped from paintings in disguise They're gone before we realize That history can hide all lies So quick memories disappear To never be found far or near Yet there are echoes we may hear Which tell us there's nothing to fear And all that we have ever learned Has come from what we thought we've earned Though speeding days are of concern We must make the most of life's turn