Fall child

I was born on the day of the dead
on a bed laid with coal
not a saint nor a soul
can remember the words that were said

ref:
all things pass
faint reflections in broken glass
tolling bells
wreaths forgotten and last farewells

I have walked among men all my life
although distant, apart
with a smoldering heart
I have witnessed their romance and strife

ref:
all things pass
faint reflections in broken glass
tolling bells
wreaths forgotten and last farewells

I stood still in the slipstreams of life
never young, never old
never hot, never cold
I was calm when the passions ran rife

ref:
all things pass
faint reflections in broken glass
tolling bells
wreaths forgotten and last farewells

all my friends and familiars are gone
as the mountains wear down
as the comets come round
I will welcome the day I am done

ref:
all things pass
faint reflections in broken glass
tolling bells
wreaths forgotten and last farewells

From the song cycle "Next yesterday" with music by Antti Nissilä