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It’s the end of Eternity
The passing of Time
Most of the seasons
Have finished their rhyme
Mornings of glory
Visions of Saints
Have fallen from the canvas
of Artist’s paints
Most of the seasons
Have finished their rhyme
It’s the end of Eternity
The passing of Time
Further than winter
Are the shadows of doom
They cover the centuries
With beckoning gloom
Most of the seasons
Have finished their rhyme
It’s the end of Eternity
The passing of Time
Through the vast portals
Come the wings of thought
The future is alive
for those it caught
Brightness and Sun
And the intensity of speed
Bring eternity alive
For those to be freed
Life will laugh
When free from sin
But for some
It’s the Prelude to the End
© 1992 James Richards/Lance Harrison
I was really happy an old friend, James Richards, found me on Facebook. We chatted back and forth about what we’ve been up to. Then he brought up a song we had written and played together for a school function, he even had the old printed program with the words. Neither of us could remember the melody but he had two chords. I told him I would like to re-write the music and record it. He thought it was a great idea… and so did I!
