A life is clearly over now.
Dreams have come to naught.
Can’t we start over,
Knowing what we know?
Must the times go so fast?
Why does nothing ever last?
The world is so much colder now.
The winds are stale and dry.
The colors all have faded now.
Above us there is only sky …
Must the times go so fast?
Why does nothing ever last?
(August 8, 1990)
In memory of Clark Faucette
Lyrics: Wicasta Lovelace
Music: Wicasta Lovelace & Mark Short
