The shadows fall, the world moves on. The powers call, and then they're gone. And the magic fades away. There are no miracles today, Only memories that linger in our children's eyes, But soon they're gone. Hard rains may fall; dreams wash away. We still recall the younger days When the world was fresh and clean, Her spirit cloaked in living green. Hold to your memories; enrich your children's lives; Don't let them fade. The tides must fall, just as they rise. The endless call will never die. Feel the currents ebb and flow. The magic never really goes. It waits like memories to waken in your children's minds. It never dies.