Winds arise the world turns over yesterdays stories fade like clover
Fortune or loss just a fleeting rain
Falling petals return without refrain
Clouds drift by people come and go mountains stand watching high and low
Good or bad just ink on a page
A stroke of fate soon lost in age
No chains on the heart life is free joys and sorrows are lines in a dream
Let go of the past follow the breeze a thousand rivers reflect the same moonbeam
Through the years blossoms rise and fall love and farewell dust after all
A cup of tea for yesterdays haze
Bitter or sweet no need to chase
Paths unwind wounds old and new time buries them beneath the dew
A sigh for the tales left behind
Right or wrong who can define
No chains on the heart life is free joys and sorrows are lines in a dream
Let go of the past follow the breeze a thousand rivers reflect the same moonbeam
Time is a dream a dream soon gone no one stays for too long
Fate weaves its dance then drifts away
Look back and smiletraces fade