Shining rays they light the Earth like they always do
Times of pain and life and birth no exception for you
Welcomed by the only truly smiling face
Gentle touch fills you up with the warm embrace

What will they remember?
Who will I be?
Will they know just the end?
Or the dash in between?

Spring flowers jumping up and landing on your crown
Grinding gears build rotten rust the hands are slowing down
The view is clear now I must race against the wind
Now I'm here is this enough did I finally win?

What will they remember?
Who will I be?
Will they know just the end?
Or the dash in between?

The dust has settled but I feel a coolness in the air
Without a word I see a man he greets me with a stare
I search for his empty eyes
Too late I realize

What will they remember?
Who will I be?
Will they know just the end?
Or the dash in between?

What will they remember?
Who will I be?
Will they know just the end?
Or the dash in between?