Its here we’ll rise
And break through the crust
Its here we’ll shine
And we’ll bite the dust

A seed that grows
Into a tree so tall
And New life sprouts
From the seeds that fall

The shades of gray
Evaporate and evolve
They roar and they rain,
And on Earth they dissolve

Such is the cycle
Of life my friend
We soar high and high
And Succumb in the end

The lesson to learn…
Is to spread some cheers
And to live forever
In the memory of dears.

— Khushi