lirik lagu the chariot – aaron copland

because i could not stop for death
he kindly stopped for me —
the carriage held but just ourselves
and immortality

we slowly drove — he knew no haste
and i had put away
my labor and my leisure too
for his civility —

we p-ssed the school where children played
their lessons scarcely done —
we p-ssed the fields of gazing grain —
we p-ssed the setting sun —

we paused before a house that seemed
a swelling of the ground —
the roof was scarcely visible
the cornice — but a mound

since then — ’tis centuries — but each
feels shorter than the day
i first surmised the horses’ heads
were toward eternity