Everything Passes By

Curtains in our room gently sigh As we lay there on our sides The north, south, east and rest Of our life passes by I'll take the time to take my time When the sun is ground the moon is sky Ah the naked spring The well dressed winters Autumn trees have splintered They're making me wonder About the summer passing by Brick, steel and wood Lines cross the acres All the I've built Is lines cross the paper Bountiful creators Swinging their old hammers Sewing incarnations Deep into the garden as it dies Passing by Here under the light Of the warm December dry Blowing by the months As a mountain valley fire Tangles in the sights As it burns and it renews It'll pass us by It all starts and ends It starts and ends with you