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Tides of Time
You were always there to hold my hand
When times were hard to understand
But now the tides of time have turned
They keep changing
Seasons range, but you remain the same
A steady heart, a sun to rain
You'll be the light that's shining bright
High above me
Autumn cold, losing heart
We are leaves meant to fall
There is a meaning to all
That fades
Freezing winds were stayed by warming words
To touch your healing to the hurt
I'll treasure every lesson learned
To the embers
Fires fail
Blushes pale
We will answer the call
There's a meaning to all our
Seeds of eulogy
To sow along with dreams
Fill the need that can leave us grieving alone
Frail is our beauty in the end
But all we count is sentiment
A memory stays to guide the way and whisper
Don't lose sight, don't deny
We're leaves meant to fall
There's a meaning to all our
Seeds of eulogy
To sow along with dreams
Fill the need that can leave us grieving alone
A symphony resounding in our minds
Guides us through what we knew
Would come all along
Sometimes I feel like I don't have the words
Sometimes I feel like I'm not being heard
And then I fear I'm feeling nothing more
Sometimes I feel I don't want this change
And think we all have to rearrange
And now I feel there's no one losing more
Seeds of eulogy
To sow along with dreams
Fill the need that can leave us grieving alone
A symphony resounding in our minds
Guides us through,
As you hear me
As you do,
As you need me
Making true
What we knew would come all along