Wheel of Vanity

As all the rivers flow into a bottomless sea, we’re all spinning round in a wheel of vanity, the wise man dies just the same as the fool, his wages divided for stranger to rule. From ashes to ashes and dust to dust, we come as we go and go we must. We toil all day for our wages to spend what profit has he that labor for the wind. For whom do you labor where does your treasure lie? Eat drink and dance for tomorrow we die. He that sows tears will reap what he’s sown. Who will lift up he that falleth alone? The thing that has been it is that which shall be, nothing is new that the eye can see… we’re all spinning round in a wheel of vanity.