The World Is Changing Fast

The world is changing like quicksand under our feet Before we know what ground to stand on Our fall begins, the avalanche of progress makes obsolete Our little bank of dreams. And life goes on. I thought time and space were eternal things to stay But all our reality is a gilded throne of dust The old and sweet familiar things gone, passing aways We are the sand grains in the billowing gust You know you are old when daily friends die But what makes the tenure of the young so fickle here Tears turn to fog, rainbows shed from the eye It took so long to tell, for shadows man's desire despair Where is the fevered passion of our love swept O the milky way is nothing but a bunch of shrivelling stars Where the towers, the thrones where history leapt Through the thundering tumult of fabled hopes and wilting wars I see dawn limping over the bleeding mountain And all we believe if it is not faith is merely bragging rust Sit with me one more time by the frothy fountain The world is changing fast, let us cling tightly where we trust.