we see the change

all that we ask for will one day be lost
all day through sun and rain we wend
at some point somebody will count the cost

those who obeyed and those who bossed
no memories of grace they'll lend
all that we ask for will one day be lost

all through the night we turned and tossed
against vague evil foes we did defend
at some point somebody will count the cost

those rivers which we have not crossed
we watch at the last slow great bend
all that we ask for will one day be lost

a message with the great seal embossed
is not the one our enemies will send
at some point somebody will count the cost

and in the end we feel the touch of frost
who's left as foe and who indeed as friend
all that we ask for will one day be lost
at some point somebody will count the cost