Season of Recklessness

The time we've spent gathering wool's coming to an end.
Have you grown where you've sown or are you willing to the wind?
My dear feral friend...

I know why I started over
I couldn't just sit and wonder

Perfect flowers, love for old friends, wilting worries, and the stories we mend.

All the songs of yesteryear, how they linger.
Though you're always looking back, do you hear a bellwether?
Ringing in your ear...

I know why I started over
I couldn't just sit and wonder.

Our lives, so brief and small
I'm thankful to know you.

I know why I started over
I couldn't just sit and wonder

Times change, what we sow remains.