
Date of issue: 10.09.2020
Song language: English
Leavings |
Pull this little thread |
And watch it grow and watch it spread |
Wider than the dawn |
Further in and farther on |
Who could comprehend |
The path it takes or know its plan? |
Oh, the mystery of what may come |
And what shall be |
Hear the waves crash down |
As they shape the shore and in their sound |
Each one lives its life |
In its own way, in its own time |
And would you say to them |
Hold your tongues? |
Or come not hence? |
To live a life that’s free |
Is to sing and dance |
In the melody |
Now I understand |
That there are dreams and there are plans |
And some shall see the light |
But there are those that will pass by |
So I’ve come to hope |
Though I can’t say and I can’t know |
That in the end I’ll be |
With the friends I know |
And who know me |