We Are But Falling Leaves — Sentenced

Think of your lifetime as one day It's fading away The shadows are growing long Think of existence as a flame That as rainstorm clouds they ride along

At life's eve our flames will cease Eternally, unavoidably Eventually all paths will lead To the cemetery

We are but falling leaves in the air hovering down On our way we are spinning around Scattered fragments of time Like beams of the light we are That's all we are

Think of your lifetime as one year Look autumn is here Getting colder, the winter's impending Your conclusion's drawing near-certain, austere Yet is only the circles unending

At life's eve our flames will cease Eternally, unavoidably Eventually, all paths will lead to the cemetery To the prior deceased

We are but falling leaves in the air hovering down On our way we will hit the ground Scattered fragments of time Like beams of the light we are

Just when we realize that we are alive, we die