Lyrics

CODA (epilogue)


New born butterfly wings of indigo gold
Soars into the air it's journey unfolds.
No place to return to, every turn is unknown
As the feeling of travelling when first leaving home.

Old man sitting enjoing his days
With future ambiguous and past in a haze.
He is now he is here with nowhere to go
Just some good old time wisdom to greet then behold.

With each flower that blooms a secret revealed
Of the nature of nature and the beauty within
Why are trees always growing as the seasons change
The answer to this riddle is beyond reason's range.