Track 08 - 3:18
Lovers and poets and sad souls really know how to enjoy a rainly day.
Political minds and flag flyers can't be happy 'till they feel the wind on it's way.
And the barefoot, volleyball tanners, and the Fourth-of-July parade planners, love the sun.
But what do these people know?
Could they possibly undergo the cold, white snow?
When all of the trees are two-tone, and the ground shines, and the water falls so... slow...
I'm hidden away in the deep freeze. In the silence of dark hours, I search the soul.
If it were up to me I'd watch the grass grow all year long. But there's got to be a reason...
(for this season)...
It can't be summer all the time. With all it's gentle breezes, starry nights, and swimmers, Jesus! It can't be summer all the time.
When there's another side to beautiful, but it's, oh so cold!
There's another side to beautiful...
When crystals of glass lace are falling, en masse, they don't break against the ground.
Instead they take away the sound.
and every single one is beautiful...
and so unique.