I can't imagine, that's my problem
I'm searching always for better weather
the coast is rough and the tide is running
I'll chase my shadow till I remember
the finding tree days have gone and storming
I spend my time with joy and sorrow
but what is dying and what is crying
I may not be around tomorrow
my dearest friends are total strangers
I call them heroes, they call me lonely
I wish them wisdom and self destruction
and hope one day they'll come to know me
the forest grows around my door now
and I am dreaming of a meadow
well I'm alive in frosty sunlight
far between the earths grey shadow
and though I'm not gone for certain
there are steps that we all must foliow
he's a beggar and a king babe
he's a falcon and a swallow
I can't imagine, thats my problem
I'm searching always for better weather
the coast is rough and the tide is running
I chase my shadow till I remember