On that which will remain

and in such a time
when the chalk lines
that once showed foul from fair
have long since been blown away

when the skeletons of our great cathedrals
remember not an anthems note

In such a time I wish you to know...
that which will remain.

Though shiny still we may stack
automobiles one hundred high
to miraculously stand up in the sky
Its worth of that below all cost
merely awaits the mighty winds toss.

Yet somewhere close but too deep to find
is a grand awakening in a childs mind
Though the sun be cursed and we pray for rain
there will be things that will remain.