Days Of Realization lyrics

With age's progression

The countdown of years

Feats and failures found

Accumulate and burden

The culmination of living

For some like dead leaves

So very many, once colourful

Massive bulk and little weight

There are those different

Great stones laden down

Wearing down the wheels

Ruts deep in thickened mire

In the spontaneity of thought

Voice of the past speaking out

Personal accountability comes

A most unshifting magistrate

Whether a scoundrel or saint

In life's latter years infirming

Days of realization beckon

Caught unaware in frailty

Hear the thoughts, the words

The deeds along this road

Oh so emotionally confining

On those days of realization