Things change fast But this too shall pass Better carve it on your forehead Or tattoo it on your ass Cause who can tell When the clock strikes twelve If today’s become tomorrow Or if it’s all just gone to hell
My friend makes rings She swirls and sings She’s a mystic in the sense That she’s still mystified by things But scared to ask How can nothing last Cause like a cancer in your body It all just goes too fast
We think too big We think our self is one whole thing And we claim that this collection Has a name and is a being But deep inside When every cell divides It sets upon the rule that states Self-interest is divine
Cancer, too Lives by this golden rule That you must do unto the others As the others unto you All for the best Cause that’s all the life accepts And so we kill it like a buffalo With awe and with respect
Don’t ask God Just ask the sky She’ll tell it to you plainly In the clouds that whisper by And praise the shapes And then praise the way they change And they’ll teach you not to pray to light Without you pray to rain
So I pray to hands And I pray to needs And I pray to blades of grass To find forgiveness in the weeds But as for health I just never did believe And so I never prayed myself Except to those that prayed for me
The story goes Or the way that I was told There was a king that always felt too high And then he fell too low And so he called All the wise men to the hall And begged them for a gift To end the rises and the falls
And here’s the thing They came back with a ring It was simple and was plainly Unbefitting of a king Engraved in black It had no front or back But there were words around the band that said Just know: This Too Shall Pass