It may be speeding up life to ask the final tribe to depart that life and fade   Or I may be saying much more then needed as blue fades to gray   We’ll be making our way a century more as life regains the pace   And be wanting more light as we settle in that life      The trees tumble down   And the denial rate moves up   You breathe in your current time   The day fades out      Instead of trying to walk to our destination we will move faster toward our goal   And as we wash our eyes clear to a brand view, we make it up with blur   It depends what’s better because it’s your own decision   As we bid you all a goodbye and tearing farewell, we make our trek to home      The trees tumble down   And the denial rate moves up   You breathe in your current time   The day fades out      To you I sell my spirit   To myself I look at   What has become of this life   What has become denied in strife      We breathe in the ending time   The world fades out   The world fades out   We fade out