The young grow younger every day While I have little left to say A lonely bird now says it all Or winter gnawing at the feet of fall I did not die When suddenly you went away And I survived the night To see the day No answers left No word to end the pain Instead unvaried wisdom Of the rain Where time is time And life is breath Another spring will rise To silence d**h So I have little left to say While the young grow younger every day The naked trees bend stubbornly Against the sod To tell enough of life Perhaps of god No gurus left No prophets yet remain Instead unvaried wisdom of the rain Where time is time And life is breath Another spring will rise To silence d**h So I have little left to say While the young grow younger every day