Who knows where the time goes

In 1980 I was asked  to create a monument to commemorate the 150th anniversary of the public cemetery in my home town. It symbolizes the cycle of life. After 32 years it was in disrepair. This month I was pleased to hear that it  is relocated to a better place and that it will be restored. On its new place it will be a venue for commemorations.

Looking for a appropriate context I found the inspiring music of Nina Simone.

  "Who knows where the time goes", Nina Simone

                                                 

 (just click the text to hear the song)

Who knows where the time goes

(1966) Sandy Denny

Across the evening sky, all the birds are leaving

But how can they know it's time for them to go?

Before the winter fire, I will still be dreaming

I have no thought of time

For who knows where the time goes?

Who knows where the time goes?

Sad, deserted shore, your fickle friends are leaving

Ah, but then you know it's time for them to go

But I will still be here, I have no thought of leaving

I do not count the time

For who knows where the time goes?

Who knows where the time goes?

And I am not alone while my love is near me

I know it will be so until it's time to go

So come the storms of winter and then the birds in spring again

I have no fear of time

For who knows how my love grows?

And who knows where the time goes?

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