Times Are Always Moving

Times are always moving somewhere to Dark stubbornness and the light that will shine Days of life and death that draws contrasting line For the epoch ahead again to renew Like shingles on your way that make you stop by Hours just to give purpose to each meaning The feelings that offer all their intervening To open up hearts and asking questions why Convictions for all and what made time like this Aspects between minions to open a door What life was here among us and still is And bring new inquiries on and furthermore To ascertain our trust - that love gives And what shall remain on death - that lives