No Nearer
Time is passing: Tomorrow is no nearer. Time is passing: Today is very long. Over the unquiet earth, the great fire flows. Over our day and night, the stars have fallen. Up the avenues of earth, the soldiers’ feet come And the soldiers’ laugh and the soldiers’ cry And the soldiers’ world becomes the day.
Ever present over this once fertile ground the wind And the wind’s way and wind’s word To this land now dying whispers This message of the wind ever present: Time is passing: tomorrow is no nearer.
Out of the jungle the tiger driven and the lion. Out of the swamp the crane and the duck gone. Heavy the clouds over the winter moon. Too bright this desert sun. Time is passing.
The music stops, the clocks wind down. The young grow old, the children die. Time is passing: Tomorrow is no nearer.