A woman came to me singing sweetness
She brought a sorrow water to my eye
She spoke of brothers with my name, where they reside
Seek them out and find yourself my mind's reprise
I journeyed to a wood, found an old man
He sang of happiness his love had sold
He said, "for I am young my eyes are old
I will tell you all I can before it's cold"
"Go find the maiden of your song
She is lusting for your sight
Take off on all the things you sing
Potential will be your wings"
And now these words they seem so different
It's hard to see the sunshine in the rain
And so I will go on searching sweetness
Hoping that no one shall ever search in vain