And, Yes

Clear sky, quiet beauty Cold magic on this side of the Earth Fresh winds ring purely In little sparks the morning bursts And, yes Not everything comes easily And, yes Not everything goes quite right A poison or medicine A whirlwind on this side of the Earth Three mermaids sing to me And their sweet songs are like therapy And, yes Not everything comes easily And, yes Not everything goes quite right No limits, no barriers And second roles will become first Fresh winds ring purely In little sparks the morning bursts And, yes Not everything comes easily And, yes Not everything but it will be alright