Hey, comrade What will it be like On the day we face our mortal lives? We're all given The misfortune of loss But that's a gift we call impermanence We don't own our work We don't own the earth at all We're eternal Nunc Stans soldiers The eternal warriors We're accountants In the firm of life Entrusted with a body, heart and mind Hey, comrade Did I love well? Have I learned to live moment to moment? We don't own our work We don't own the earth We don't own our minds We don't own anything at all We're eternal Nunc Stans soldiers The eternal warriors We're eternal Nunc Stans soldiers The eternal warriors It was not death It was not life It was love