Rustin Man

Time is but a memory

The bitter note unsung

Running trying to find salvation

From the sorrow that is done

For the life of me will the sorrow rise

For this under underlies all I see

For time is but a memory

Beautiful for some

Feathered like a majorette

In a rose unsaid and done

Moments like a rainbow coloured sky

How they come and go, they come and go but why

For unknown is our fortune

And our fortune won't let go

And our faith it will die with the sun

It will lie underneath all will see

For time is but a memory

Beautiful for some

Feathered like a majorette

In a rose unsaid and done

But it's all, all for our future

And our future won't let go