The Setting Sun

When will we learn to run

Straight away from the setting sun,

To look instead for what is true?

Where do we go when standing still?

How do we grow

When we embrace the old?

Falling fast for what never lasts,

I let my vision go!

A rising sun meets the pre-dawn light,

To reveal the path we know is right.

Though some souls will be left behind,

Change does not come to those who doubt.

So we must grow

To embrace the new.

Rising high to touch the sky,

I let my vision show!