The passing of time
Brought Rome to the ground
Brought skyscrapers up
Brought empires down
Turns wives into widows
Turns boys into men
The passing of time
Again and again
The passing of time
Turns youth into age
Turns mountains to dust
Allows freedom to be caged
Stops for no one
And never will end
The passing of time
Again and again
Life and strife go hand in hand
Just like sin and the damned
And though the people may change
Ideologies remain the same
The passing of time
Remembers our mistakes
And keeps them in the history we make
We don't know what the future holds
The passing of time
Never grows old
Grows old