The waning days of winter’s sunset
are coming into view
The winter sun is setting
the sun will set its true
Oh simpler days of springtime
where have you all gone
Summer days have ended
time is marching on
Leafs are gently falling
in the crisp cool autumn air
Judgement day is coming
I will winter there
Somewhere in the winter Suns
beautiful sunset
The unknown distance to the grave
I walk without regret