I know this has been said before
But honest, Teach, It's true...

I was sitting at my computer
Really late one night...

Perhaps, tonight I'll see the moon
Against the darkened sky...

Like gentle rain they meet the breeze
Drifting through the air's own breath...

Among the shadows of the night
Against the shades of faded gray...

Over the horizon, among the darkened skies
The crystal stones in somber birth...

With
A smile...

Inside a shop on Willow street
You may stop and chance to meet...

Was the window of opportunity closed a little...
Was it locked up safely for a special reason just...

It's going to take a little more time
For this soul inside to feel...

Majestic grace, this beauty roams
Dense vegetation is her home...

Comes the icy winds of change
Clashing down on me like thunder...