I will love you through the darkest days,
I will love you through the sunny days...

This fog is blocking this mile long view,
This fog is rewinning todays to do...

I look apone my painting of life,
Brush strokes of the dark and the light...

This ravin feather i held in my hand,
Sat so black as the night...

Its a feeling of comfort,
or the feeling of true...

The leaves
grow thicker...

As weeds grow taller
and snow gets deeper...

On a windy day
you hear the wind pray...

I’m over you of coarse I am,
stupid I was to let you slip through my hands...

She walking barefoot through springs cold river,
the icy crystal couldn’t make her shiver...

Tomorrow I can maybe tell you what I feel,
Tomorrow I can maybe move on...

There railroad tracks from long ago,
Modern cars pass on the road...