From early morning till the night

the day passed without notice.

Stayed so busy all day long

as time passed by unnoticed.

What is a day and its end

could it be an investment?

Into a place where time is none

and there is no more testing?

Is there a place for me to be

where flowers are always blooming?

A place where I can be me

where music needs no tuning.

Serene and peace rest in the Son

where angels sing in Glory.

And everlasting just begins

to adore the old-old story.