That empty forgotten seed
Planted in the grime of time
And growing into some lost purpose
That man still cannot find

That ultimate magic trick
Making something come from nothing
And grow into something greater
Just as winter melts into spring

That little which we are given
Which we may hide away in fear
Or may cast our seeds in the world
And water them with our tears

That single glimpse of happiness
Before the freedom's gone
Which reminds us we are living
And there's still something to be won

That momentary setback
When we learn that life is a drem
And that we have lost so much
And there's what we might've been

That lovely little miracle
When we chose to go on anyway
When we know it all
But still decide to stay