I guess it's true
Time takes the edge off of everything
The pain we feel, the joy too
Even when it's sharp
And there is blood
Time will soothe the sting
Heal the wound
A piece of glass once sharp and clear
Rests on the bank for many a year
Is now a gem, a child's treasure
Yet not by any banker's measure
Time & the river have well made sure
The gem is precious and obscure
Passing light on different terms
As I hold it up to the sun
I guess it's true actions affect everything
Even a star a million light years away
Tiny pebble in a pond
Ripple can never fade
A piece of glass rests in my hand
And I like it upon the land
Is now a gem, a child's treasure
Yet not by any banker's measure
Time & the river have well made sure
The gem is precious and obscure
Passing light on different terms
As I hold it up to the sun
The sound of child's play
Is like a waterfall in early Spring
It comes from everywhere
Pure and clean
But along the way
We teach them well
How to hate what yesterday they loved
A piece of glass once sharp and clear
Rests on the bank for many a year
Is now a gem, a child's treasure
Yet not by any banker's measure
Time & the river have well made sure
The gem is precious and obscure
Passing light on different terms
As I hold it up to the sun
Time & the river have well made sure
The gem is precious and obscure
Passing light on different terms
As I hold it up to the sun
As I hold it up to the sun
As I hold it up to the sun
As I hold it up to the sun