I am counting out time
I am old and tired now
I realize at last that all I have accomplished
Will have soon turned to dust
Will have soon all turned to dust
Schemes and dreams small and grand nothing left to see
They will disappear
Will have soon all disappeared
Black rain is coming down
Black rain is pouring down pouring down all over me
Nothing not even light can escape from inside
There is a light and it never burns down
There is a light and it never burns out