Second Season — текст песни (Five Iron Frenzy)

I wonder if these minutes were my last,
if I should choose to feast or start to fast.
Would I pray or would I curse,
hope for good or something worse?
What emotion would I feel?
Would I run or would I kneel
Time is winding down but only for this life.
I want to be found enjoying the next life.
I see leaves and they are starting to turn brown.
They`ll be green and growing when the second season comes around.
The strongest will expire just the same,
the quick will fall exactly like the lame.
I`ll do nothing at the most
to keep from giving up the ghost,
try to keep my shoulders broad,
but I am helpless without God.
I may try to grip control,
but when for me shall this bell toll?
If the answer is to bow,
to him that makes how soon is now?....