Perennial

Be still my heart you've got your father's eyes
Heavy with wonder, it's a good disguise
It's a good disguise
Tell me that widow has turned into glass in the snow
How cold is that winter that passes us by so slow
How many bridges do you burn
In your heart when it feels right
When it feels right

I crossed that river to babylon
They told me those days had all come and gone
Remember the suns are all burnin red
Now flicker like a flashlight or a flame in the wind
Tell me those wolves have all scattered and run off from here
How lonely is loving without any sense of the fear
That waning white widow hangs loosely like smoke in my headlights
When it feels right

It was somebody's birthday, I slept on the beach
I was humbled by the vastness and the distance I could see
I guess when I'm older I will understand
The passing of time is just a slight of hand