In days gone by and winds gone way

There is a fluttering to be found

One of warmth and one of rain

Together they make a sound

Of winds and strife

Of warmth and life

The winds may tell

us when to cry

In sun lost light

In daylights strife

The wind howls a fright

And gives us pain

And gives us rain

In which the sadness pours

Drops of rain pound hard again

And come knocking at our doors

In bristling trees and fluttering seas

The sounds come through as why

The seasons can tell us when to cry

The sun light pours

The clouds gone way

The streams of light are full

The sun, all light,

Picks us through

Up and up and gone

In days gone by and winds gone way

There is a fluttering to be found

One of warmth and one of rain

Together they make a sound

Of winds and strife

Of warmth and life

The winds may tell

us when to cry