We are but falling leaves

Think of your lifetime as one day
It's fading away
The shadows are growing long
Think of existence as a flame and death as rain
Storm clouds there right along

At life's eve our flames will cease
Eternally, unavoidably
Eventually all paths will lead
To the cemetery

We are but falling leaves in the air hovering down
Unaware we are spinning around
Scattered fragments of time
Like blinks of an eye we are
That's all we are

Think of your lifetime as one year
Look autumn is here
Getting colder, the winter's impending
Your conclusion's drawing near - certain, austere
Yes only the circle's unending At life's eve our flames will cease
Eternally, unavoidably
Eventually, all paths will lead to the cemetery
To the prior deceased

We are but falling leaves in the air hovering down
Unaware we will hit the ground
Scattered fragments of time
Like blinks of an eye we are

Just when we realize we are alive... we die