And on the 8Th day... I should have known its name years consume the hours Turning black to gray Light the fire My dreamer's son You are the only one To walk alone In this desperate maze Whose price has just begun Drowning lies In bottles of time Shipwrecked for no one to see Reaching as far To other worlds Besieged by numbered days Besieged by numbered days..." [After we receive the gift of life we inevitably grow old, giving birth to new