Winter shrugs off its cloak of despair Welcome to spring in the ice-picked air What was that wonderful song that you told me to write? We were talking last night about country matters Where can we go when the brown land shatters? Got to be hopeful but got to be fit for the fight Earth takes a battering, day becomes visible night Spring ushers in its new-minted flock Summer leaps out from behind its rock Where was that lingering hope that we thought we could keep? We were dreaming last night about clouds of glory Waking we witness a different story Hurricanes happen, we're under the crumbling rock The essence of time‘s that it never pays heed to the clock Oh, we're the watchers by the wall Oh, that's all Seasons roll, colors change underneath our feet Reason fails to comprehend the challenges we meet Everybody's got their baby teeth to grind But the end's not so far behind No, not so far behind Autumn piles up a weight on my mind Well on the way to winter's decline Who said the sharpest of rain was the fastest to fall? I was saying last night that I longed to hold you Now I've forgotten the things I told you Was it the weather or was it the last of the wine? Just gonna stay here and wait for a new sun to shine Oh, we're the runners keeping fit Oh, that's it Seasons roll, colors change underneath our feet Reason fails to comprehend the challenges we meet Everybody's got their baby teeth to grind But the end's not so far behind No, not so very, very far behind Oh, seasons roll Oh, take their toll
