There must be a reason - but who can tell you why -
For men to be born, and for men to die;
A place and a purpose that makes it all clear,
Where the end of the journey is the end of doubt and fear.
For if there’s no reason - it surely will seem -
This life is a nightmare, or at best a bad dream,
And a better tomorrow, ever one day away,
But without that tomorrow there’ s no hope anyway.
So there must be a reason - and all we need know -
A day is a lifetime, nothing less - nothing more,
And fill all the hours with joy and with love,
And leave the rest of the matter to the Heavens above.
Repeat once more from the beginning.