The moment that you know,that they resonate low
Is a tower in the tarot,and you're suddenly harrowed
You had high hopes and dreams ,you thought it would last
It was all honey ,roses ,romantic poses
The spirits up , were smiling,they had seen all these cycles
After summer comes the fall, and of course there's winter
Knowing none of this every naive heart does melt
Later comes the wisdom after sorrows are felt
