Book in the Wind

We both know
That this is ordinary
We both know
That this is mediocre
We both know
That this is overrated
We both know
That this is doomed to failure

So I turn the page like a book in the wind

We can see
Our summer fade to winter
We can see
Our autumn leaves have fallen
We can see
Our hilltop tree was splintered
By the violent storm
When lightning touched the ground
When lightning scorched the ground

I turn the page like a book in the wind

We can't know
Why we long for the distant
We can't know
Why we yearn for forfeiture
We can't know
The mystery of devotion
We can't know
What is held by the future

Turn the page like a book in the wind

© 2002 Simeon Flick

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