The Old and the Young

Time will have warranted all that the foliage brung

Falls to the ground at the feet of the old and the young

Tired and worn from a life made of wallow and pain

Of what will be made is all that remains at the coreBear the old and the young

Time will have warranted

All that the foliage brung

So bear the old and the youngAwoke from a long one that came on the heels of a day

Where sun would arise and then grant us the kindness of ray

Fields full of gladness surrounded by droves that await

And look for the grave in everything adornBear the old and the young

Time will have warranted

All that the foliage brung

So bear the old and the youngBear the old and the young

Time will have warranted

All that the foliage brung

Bear the old and the young

Time will have warranted

All that the foliage brung

So bear the old and the young