How small we are

How small we are, how little we know...

We laugh, we cry,
We live, we die,
and when we're gone
the world goes on.
We love, we hate,
We learn too late
how small we are,
how little we know

We hear, we touch,
we talk too much
of things we have
no knowledge of.
We see, we feel,
yet can't conceal
how small we are,
how little we know.

See how the time
moves swiftly by,
we don't know how,
we don't know why.
We reach so high
and fall so low
the more we learn,
the less we know.

Too soon the time
to go will come,
too late the will
to carry on.
And so we leave,
too much undone,
how small we are,
how little we know.

- Earl Wilson Jr