We’ve lit the candles and the fires We’ve cut the cables and the wires Turned every stone
Thrown every bone Aloof, yet undisguised

We’ve saved the kittens from the trees We’ve been through
All the blackbirds and the bees Flipped every coin
Still ready to join Alert, yet paralyzed

Hail to the seasons of our minds Opening the blinds
Feeling right Feeling wrong

So hail to the meeting of our minds Through our fears and binds There’s a light
There’s a song
Over and over again

We’ve turned to rascals day and night We’ve written tales
Of the darkest pale blue light At least with our hearts
And the place Where it all starts
So free, yet compromised

Hail to the seasons of our minds Opening the blinds
Feeling right Feeling wrong

So hail to the meeting of our minds Through our fears and binds There’s a light
There’s a song

Hail to the meeting of our minds Through our fears and binds There’s a light
There’s a song
Over and over again Over and over again