Death and Life

Every beautiful thing that is created one day finds a way to pass away These are things we have loved and cherished and even taken for granted each and every day Where is the good in death... just memories that are hard to bear Can't we please turn back the hands of time as innocent minds learn to swear God is our promise that heaven will hold us close But what comes to sinners That append to the deciding note I've seen the darkness that a man can hold And it scares me to the bone more than ever can be told So water the flowers and feed the birds Living life is simply what needs to be heard