The dance of time

There's a time to mourn
And a time to weep
There's a time to dance
And a time to sing
A time to name each passing moment
As we journey from first time to last
A time to mourn the passing of the old
A time to dance in tune to the new
A time to mourn opportunities lost
A time to dance to redemptions tune
A time to mourn what can never now be
A time to dance on the road to new life
And as we journey there's always time
To dance and sing in tune with love
The love that set us in the frame of time
Lives measured in journeys round the sun
And each moment is now
And each now can never be relived
And dancing into each moment of time
And dancing in the gift of the present
We dance and sing in tune with that love
Knowing that this time, this now
Is the only time ever known in the dance