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