Life is so fleeting, so fragile, so beautiful.

You can't help but go out and experience it

To spite the risks.

And the wind races past as the sun sets

And whips her braid behind,

So beautiful, so fleeting, so fast.

And the world is tired, and old,

And she races across her path

As the sun sets, so beautiful.

And I'll forget that she might die in an instant

For the sake of knowing life so close.