You Know How Little While We Have

By Fate Full Many A Heart Has Been Undone, And Many A Sprightly Rose Made Woe-begone; Plume Thee Not On Thy Lusty Youth And Strength: Full Many A Bud Is Blasted Ere Its Bloom.

The Secret Must Be Kept From All Non-people. The Mystery Must Be Hidden From All Idiots.

Realise This: One Day Your Soul Will Depart From Your Body And You Will Be Drawn Behind The Curtain That Floats Between Us And The Unknown. While You Wait For That Moment, Be Happy, Because You Don't Know Where You Came From And You Don't Know Where You Will Be Going.

Dead Yesterdays And Unborn Tomorrows, Why Fret About It, If Today Be Sweet.

The Stars Are Setting And The Caravan Starts For The Dawn Of Nothing-oh, Make Haste!