Everything has a time.  

 

Everything has a cost. 

 

When up comes the tide. 

 

Where there crawls the moss, 

 

The moon will vanish from sight. 

 

The mother takes back her loss. 

 

And the wolf will howl its cries, 

 

Reminding that she's the boss. 

 

When there comes the time, 

 

And here comes the cost.