Vesture of Glory

Dressed in sundays best
Life is just a test
Will you hold my hand
Do you understand
What this means to me
What else can this be
Are you not my friend
Why then should this end

Ashes to ashes
Put on your best clothes
Dust comeht to dust
Dress as though youll die
Every shred of gold
Live for its your last
Soon one day will rust
One day you will fly