no great limitations

the statute runs and gives us no relief
no matter what our choice it must be wrong
too short each day for much more than a song

all human life begins and ends in grief
so father said and he was very strong
the statute runs and gives us no relief

each victory turns out to be too brief
we do not think the good times will be long
but ask that we part of one great throng
the statute runs and gives us no relief