We all came here from dust
To dust we return
Evanescent fading away
Every moment a gift, like a treasure we store
Opportunities to cultivate
Oooh, what will we echo from distant shores?
Oooh, what are we chasing, what do we store?
What has been done will be done
There's nothing new under the sun, under the sun
Weary souls wandering round
Our gift is now
Let's make it count
Though some are content
Chasing the wind
Teach us to number our days
We can turn back the hands
Of the clocks in our house
But we can't go back again
Oooh, what will we echo from distant shores?
Oooh, what are we chasing, what do we store?
What has been done will be done
There's nothing new under the sun, under the sun
Weary souls wandering round
Our gift is now
Vanity circling around again, around again
What we cannot take is all a chasing of the wind
Like a vapour, but a breathe is life
What do we know
In the end all is forgotten and we'll let it go
What will echo from distant shores?
We'll let it go
What are we chasing?
What do we store?
What has been done will be done
There's nothing new under the sun, under the sun
Weary souls wandering round
Our gift is now
Vanity circling around again, around again
Like a vapour but a breath is life
What do we know?
