elizabethlevett

You should have seen us then.

We were all together.

We weren’t afraid of anything,

we could go on together.

Then this whole thing got going and

now it’s such a mess.

Ashes float in yellow skies and

I can’t turn my head.

Maybe all this will blow over,

there’s always the wind.

Maybe when all this blows over,

I’ll see you again.

You should have seen us then,

just like some velvet dream.

We didn’t know what was coming.

We were a sight to be seen.

Then all the changes started,

some of us got lost.

Still I can hear your voice so clear

among the trees in the frost.

Maybe all this will blow over,

there’s always the wind.

Maybe when all this blows over,

I’ll see you again.