In an elusive moment All was below And nothing above. In a fleeting instant All was transparent Evident. The essence of intricacy Uncomplicated. The very awareness That trivial Does not exist. Yet from the chaos Emerges a pattern Like when leaves dance in the wind. Like when leaves dance in the wind. We know we'll perish. Like when leaves dance in the wind. We know we'll love. Bridge We know we'll love We know we'll perish We know we'll love We will love [outro]
