Bill Staines Only Remembered
Up and away like the dew in the morning
Soaring from the earth to its home in the sun
Thus we would pass from the earth and its toiling
Only remembered for what we have done
Only the truth that in life we have spoken
Only the seed we have sown
These shall pass onward when we're forgotten
Fruits of the harvest and what we have done
Only remembered, Only remembered
Only remembered for what we have done
Only remembered, Only remembered
Only remembered for what we have done
Shall we be missed when the others succeed us
Keeping the fields we in springtime have sown?
No, for the sowers shall pass from their labors
Only remembered for what they have done
Only remembered, Only remembered
Only remembered for what they have done
Only remembered, Only remembered
Only remembered for what they have done
Up and away like the dew in the morning
Soaring from the earth to its home in the sun
Thus we would pass from the earth and its toiling
Only remembered for what we have done
