Cobwebs and petals suspended in time
Caught in the rocks where the water can’t reach
Waiting for something – someone to pass by
New footprints in old, once more on the beach
Footsteps of people traversing through time
Following memories out on the pier
A past child wading to sail wooden boats
Feel that child’s hopefulness, helplessness, fear
The past’s chilling winds blow strong off the bay
Hold on, let it pass, do not be knocked down
The clouds blow away, the sunshine breaks through
Face toward the warmth and let healing be found
The lighthouse stands strong, so timeless and sure
Changeless no matter the darkness or rain
Guiding the travelers to present from past
Look up now to find the direction again
