Finally, after seventy-six seasons past
I'm learning to guard my heart
As the world walks away from me
One by one, destroying the faith
But when no one walks with me
Will I no longer be tied in knots?
Or a shell of former self
With a new begining ahead...
Might the mystery of the land before me
Bring a new shade to the life behind me?
Might the light of the sun above me
Bring color to the life around me?
Finally, after seventy-six seasons past
I'm learning to guard my heart
As the world walks away from me
One by one, destroying dependency

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