The sands collect the signs of the ocean
The winds hold sway to swell the motion
The breeze that breathes upon the skin
The leaves that leave yet only a skein
Along, within, and through the years
As stray as they never knew the way
Allay the doubt, subdue the fear
Afraid they never knew your name

These seven years are not so long
But long enough for what [bad word] 
Or may have gathered at your seat
Or might have blossomed at our feet
Along, within, and through the years
As stray as they never knew the way
Allay the doubt, subdue the fear
Afraid they never knew your name

I gather at the heels in one more stand
Briars at the feet, flower in hand
The delicate world that wrapped around
The disparate soul that it surrounds
Along, within, and through the years
As stray as they never knew the way
Allay the doubt, subdue the fear
Afraid they never knew your name