There will come a day, my friend, when none of this matters
The darkness, the struggles, the pleasures and the smiles
All will be washed away
Like tears falling into the ocean of time
Our self-image, our possessions, our pride and our pain
There will come a day when nothing of you will remain
You might find it soothing, or you might find it sad
The idea of losing everything that you once had
Keep that in your mind, my friend, as I tell you
A cycle is reaching its end
All shall pass
Happiness and suffering
Time is relentless towards all
Yet, we are eternal, beyond the world that we know
One day we will both return to the earth what we have from her taken
When our bones finally rest below the forest soil
And our souls again wander in the midnight sky
My dear friend
I hope my words can become a shoulder for you to cry on
And when it's time
We will meet again
Beyond the belt of Orion