The Beginnings

I started the day by the tree where the sea was of nothingI was closer to god in my dreams but still out of my headWhen all of the leaves and the moments were in their way touchingA blanket of change and the listening for what will be saidWhen all that I knew was the wind and the faces before meI spoke with the purpose and strength of a thousand young manWhen the weight of the world and their wolves were out there to destroy meI stood in the grass on the hill with my will to defendThis is the start of somethingThis is the end of who we wereThe beginning of what we will beThis is the call to something,This is a chance at something pure,The only chance that we can seeWhen everything else disappearsWe'll live out our live beyond yearsWhere's the forgiveness we said would be written all overWhere is the peace and the freedom we said would be oursHave we been lost in a dead winter whispering cloverCan we get back to the truth in the bees and the flowers