Dust to Twilight

The wayfarer said I have no clue
Why time is so fickle in its hue
Or to tell of past that's not undone
For dust is gathered from races run

I said what purpose is anything
He said it's the bells hear their song ring
Inside of the child where hopes arise
And never leave without a disguise

I protested you're playing a game
Yes was the answer shall I explain
The fruit tree has one season to bear
But we have it all for we can share

We come from shadows and fill the room
Nothing then known of our certain doom
Time seems so friendly in youth well spent
But too soon acknowledge with our wish

For power grows and we feel so strong
And shun all advice as we sing song
For freedom is a practical dream
That waste and decay soon make it seem

A point of illusion to forestall
With disbelief at clarion call
As new generation takes the reins
And a silhouette shows what remains

You hold back the clock but not the sun
What can you imply from traces done
Some satisfaction and some regrets
Daily life bleeds to the final test

You are but a cycle made of dust
Your creator knows your book of rust
Long for the past and nothing will change
Live for today and feel sweet refrain

For 'though you can sense a setting sun
Time will not abandon that you love
So let not your heart lose its desire
Do what you can with a burning fire