The Tapestry Unfolds

In the cradle of dawn
Where first dreams are sown
We're paintings of innocence
In soft pastel tones
With a child's scorn
And a tender frown
We gaze at the sky
Feeling tied to the ground

But the loom of years weaves a wiser thread
Golden insights on the paths we dread
The tapestry unfolds with each day we're given
Unraveling truths from the heart of the hidden
Oh, the heart of the hidden
The heart of the hidden
The heart of the hidden

In the riot of youth where the wild heart roams
We're dancers in storms, far from the warmth of home
With a rebel's shout in the throes of the night
We carve our names in the bark of spite

Yet the loom of the years turns the shuttle with care
Interlacing forgiveness in the cool evening air
The tapestry unfolds a canvas so wide
As we learn the dance of the humble and the pride

In the middle years crossroads in a glance
We see the reasons for the sweet and the chance
In the mirror's gaze a familiar sight
The child and the youth in a softer light

As the twilight hugs the shoulders of the old
We're harvesters in time in the fields of the bold
With a sage's peace as the shadows grow
We embrace the night letting old grudges go

For the loom of the years crafts a quiet space
To sit with the past in a gentle embrace
The tapestry's complete, under eternity's dove
As we slip into the cradle of infinite love

With the turn of the seasons under life's vast dome
We wander back to the warmth of our first known home
With a grateful heart and eyes anew
We see the love of the ones who bore us through

The loom of the years reveals the art
Of the love that was sheltered in the parent's heart
The tapestry shines with hues so bold
In the love from the ones whose stories are old

So let's hold the years like an old cherished friend
From the dawn's cradle to the tranquil end
For the wisdom we seek is sown in each fold
In the heart of the weaver in the tapestry old

Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh, oh oh oh