• Moving through the waters of today
    Seeding rose seeds among the filth of yesterday
    I'll find the path of earth to sew the seeds of tomorrow.
    I'll find that Beauty among the Filth.

    This syndrome of sickness is a fascinating complexity
    A set of gallows thrown into the winds of spring.
    Like a leaf turning in the autumn
    I'll see the day anew after I see your smiling face.

    Nobody believed it was you
    Nobody could see it was you
    Not even me.
    The complexity and spontaniousness are fascinating.

    I wish these words could describe you like the winter rains
    The summer storms
    The autumn winds
    Can you hear the song of repeted countless cries?

    It's me standing guard over you again.
    I'll wether the storm for you still.
    Never to give up.
    The steadfast tree against the hurricane.