What Remains

Wind blows cold
 Over the willows
 Sky is bruised
 And shadowed
 Put on your boots
 And overcoat
 Don't be afraid
 My little sparrow
 Bridge slung high
 Over the river
 Every step
 Shakes and shivers
 Water laughs
 Out in whispers
 She'll take anything
 That you give her
 It's okay
 Wash away
 Every trace
 What remains
 It's okay
 It's not too late
 To find your way
 Clean again
 When your heart
 Is weak and wearied
 Clap your hands
 Wake the spirits
 Leaves float by
 On the current
 Tide won't turn
 Till you turn it
 It's okay
 Wash away
 Every trace
 What remains
 It's okay
 It's not too late
 To find your way
 Clean again
 Wind blows cold
 Over the willows
 Sky is bruised
 And shadowed
 Put on your boots
 And overcoat
 Don't be afraid
 My little sparrow