There was a time, when I thought those words could shatter sorrow.
Bold hearts could fly, and their bodies share the sky…
There was a time, we were younger than the leaves in springtime.
Those leaves must die, and lie scattered on the grass.
Remember well, the day I swore that I would love forever.
We were so sure that our love could turn tides…
Remember well, the day I left you standing at the landing.
The tide has turned and the waves are bearing down.
You wrap yourself in a cloak of shadows, lost in sorrow
I reach to you, but the shadows leave me blind
You drown your tears in a bitter glass of sea salt water
Then hurl the glass to shatter ‘neath the stars
Oh can’t you see we are younger than the leaves in springtime;
We were so small, far smaller than the sea…
But leaves do fly, in a gold and crimson, sunlit autumn;
And we can swim, in the cradle of the waves.
So dry you tears; you have lived too long inside the winter
Spring will return, and the leaves will come again
And in her smile, if you see a shadow of my sorrow
Just close your eyes, and the tide shall turn again.