Gates before me wide open, hastily I proceed The white owl of winter perched high above me Spreading wide wings of wisdom Eyes look through me like glass Let go of the pain of the past Deep in your heart you must believe You can find your humanity Dare to believe there is relief From the Seasons of Tragedy Floating freely in rhythm Tis the sparrow of Spring Hope resonates with each beat of the wing Every moment is precious, lifes too short to lament Rise over sorrow, forward on and then And then Deep in your heart you must believe You can find your humanity Dare to concede there is relief From the Seasons of Tragedy Torrid passions all my actions make me who I am Barren lands of the summer seemingly void of life Till the raven descended blackened as ice Life is always abounding though the eye cannot see Beyond all our senses theres more just believe! Soaring over the landscape mastering all she surveys Autumns sage Eagle appears from the haze You must fly ever higher, triumph over the mind Master your thoughts and the world will align Deep in your heart you must believe You can find your humanity Dare to believe there is relief From the seasons of tragedy Aah ah seasons of tragedy Ah oh season of tragedy Were it not for this passage through this life I have lead With its pain and its sorrow Then I would not have had this victory Would not have had this victory Winter is gone and springtime comes anon and on and on and on
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