Linden laughing playful creature
I stopped thinking when I let all that joy
Let it wash over me
Like a beacon through the doldrums
Pours in colour to my washed out frame and I
Well it just made me smile
If this is who I am
Then so it must be
The flaws in my plans are the foundations of me
Lightly living slightly giving way
While the wren will flit form scene to scene
Lost as a dream
Close my eyes and
What I see then
Is the freedom that her joy showed to me
And the man I could be
But this is who I am
And so it must be
The flaws in my plans are the foundations of me
And the warm breeze she blew through the winter of my youth
Is the song I'm supposed to live my life to
But in the end I find it ain't about the bird
But the unflattering light she cast on my world
So I'll stroll my merry way