I cried a waterfall and I wept a lake
For the things that cut us deep with sharpened knives
And I laughed the sun and moon and changing seasons
For the beauty in the sorrow of our lives

I dreamt the falling leaves and the fresh cut grass
And I spoke the words the clouds left overhead,
I raised the flag of love on the tallest spire
and the day its put to half-mast hope is dead

I danced the summer, drunk the graceful winter
But who knew that it could be so truly cold,
The sparkle of the sea each night at sunset
Is what you lose the day that you feel too old

I courted daydreams and sought a sign of light
while the dark was hunting me like I was prey,
I cartwheeled down the road of new beginnings
and I longed so much for peacefulness to stay