Red Jack Music

CHASING AFTER THE WIND

The sun it rises every day,
And then it sets at evening time,
And hurries back again to where it rises,
And so it goes on every day,
And it has always been that way,
From when time began.

Rivers flow down to the sea,
Rolling on eternally,
But the sea she never rises any higher,
At the place where streams begin,
There the waters have returned,
From when time began.

Man he works and man he plays,
At being God in many ways,
From dust he came and he will return,
And all the things he's ever learned,
Are like chasing, after the wind,
Are like chasing, after the wind.

Men they lust for might and power,
Reach their goal no matter how,
Tell me in the end where does it get them?
Generations come and go,
Rarely reap the thing they sow.
From when time began.

Lifetime spent in search of wealth,
Achieved at last in failing health,
The sands of time have finally turned against them.
All the work that they have done,
Fruit received by someone else.
From when time oh time began,
From when time began.