The seed is planted A change of the horizon Those you once knew are now the passengers Still breathing bodies inhabited by the others Born of a generation not meant for this world I know now Amidst the new life I will stay No more to die Amidst the born I will stay We all must one day say goodbue to our fathers Through silence they come to know themselves There is no way we shall ever know them Our lives stripped of meaning and purpose A child of the infinite We will all become
amidst, goodbue, inhabited, passenger, born