Everything Gets Gone

I was born in these woods
 and these hills are my home
 and the fields will be ready
 when the springtime comes
 but I'm just here for a little while
 I'm just here for a little while
 like a tree by the river I'm holding on
 everything gets gone
 everything gets gone
 On the gravel road, oh about a mile down
 there's an old farm house with a fence around
 the windows are broken, the roof is falling in
 it's never going to be a home again
 like shutters in the wind I'm holding on
 everything gets gone
 everything gets gone
 These grave stones of the ones that were here before
 they're never going to live or love any more
 we're just here for a little while
 we're just here for a little while
 like a death bed man who can't hold on
 everything gets gone
 everything gets gone
 everything gets gone
 everything gets gone