I miss the days, I could run and hide within the fields, Swim the sparkled rivers and catch the mountains for a view. I see the ways, Your love for me, frees another's binding, But I've only eighty summers to see, Eighty winters, springs and falls... Til I sleep away, slip away, To the abyss, the unknown. My heart aches, knowing that I cannot Stay alive forever. I'll watch us change and fade away, Oh, Mother Earth, won't you let me stay?
