You are off the road for a'while
Omit the purity and the will
Until the rotten leaves that fill
Look the rocks in the dry river
Observing the sign of the runner
Vaporized one drew a clue
Ever claimed the line was very true
Deny past won't make it through
Behold the nights with moonlight
Every star remembers how it dried
Fear to fall from the cloud
or to carry the leaves in the mud
Roaring river shall run in the sight
Each drop proves your love and might