All The Rivers Born In The Mountains

Everything Changes Color With The Rainfall

In All The Places That We Roam And Wander

Somewhere In The Early Morning Forest Mist

Of Embers Warmth The Long Forgotten Memories

Every Ray Of Light In Between The Reeds And Trees

And The Clouds Then Turned Into Castles

Everything Changes Shape Under The Supermoon

Wind Always Runs Wilder Along The River's Current

As The Sun Sets Across Wide Open Fields