Season's Gone
The generation’s pass now through your eyes
The spirit of what is gone now will arise
And in a better place free from lies
A gentle spring is all I could ask for
The softest rains and the mystical breeze
Our hair would blow in waves like the oceans
My backyard held adventures and mysteries
The speed and light went racing past obstacles
I can’t even see the past or my miseries
The summer hit me and fled while I watched it go on
Never knowing how we would be
And in my darkness I am still weeping
Consciously I’m constantly seeking
Remembering days brought back from the seasons
And feeling your spirit with me is healing
The chill in the air passed through me so willfully
My heart and stomach dropped down so distantly
The luscious grays kept me from blending into
A fall of emotions ranked with virility
The winter reveals loss for our loved ones
Its icy truth pushes strong while freezing the weak
Some can go again with a mind full of optimism
The rest will die alone with the meek
And in my darkness I am still weeping
Consciously I’m constantly seeking
Remembering days brought back from the seasons
And feeling your spirit with me is healing
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