What does it truly mean to be given over to this song if love?
How wide do we open our hearts to understanding it all?
The pale shades of grasping at the edges of the day.
Never fully capturing it in our own grasp, always ahead of us.
Like the season changing in its own time, do we give ourselves
Over and surrender, to the change we can't stop like the tide,
Or do we fight it with every living breath, hardening ourselves to
The beat that drums inside us, met us before we came into being
Listen, can you hear it's thrum and follow, to the end