Into Troubled Seas Onto Waving Shores

Stage one: Sparkle in the Dark A tiny kiss, A tiny box A little boy A little rag, a little cold An empty heart An empty echo A pretty girl A pretty nothing, a pretty shiver The wonder The marvel And the waves call And the mist flies Come, come Little fiddle, pretty follower And they hold hands And they jump in Stage two: The Walk The waves roar The mist sings A growing kiss A growing warmth, a growing pain The little boy walks on The water washes over A shrinking heart A shrinking doubt, a shrinking cold The little girl leans on The little leader walks on Stage three: Lasting Heal The pain is gone The waves bristle The little boy With the tiny box The little girl With an empty heart He walks to shore And holds the box Small and sweet She follows And looks up Curious and trusting He takes the box With the growing kiss And places it in her heart She looks up Smiles. He looks up Smiles. The new path begins Hand in hand One in one A little box A little kiss An empty heart An empty echo Now, a filled box In an trusting heart Now, a sweet kiss In a singing wave