Looking for light

The fleeting sunshine,
The trembling of leaves,
The sound of a waterfall,
- everything that's sweet
          Are losing their shine,
          Are fading each day...

This wonderful planet
- we used to call blue
Is crumbling into headlines
         Darker, sadder, cruel
         And untrue...

But the kids are still laughing,
And the squirrel jumped all right...
          Is it me who's getting old?
          Is it me, tired, looking for light?