Give me a reason for singing,
And I'll sing right through the night.
Give me a reason for clinging,
And I'll hold you, oh so tight.
Have you heard a lark's song go silent?
There's no more reason to sing.
Have you heard that life is violent?
Who can fly with a broken wing?
What once was happiness, has turned to a sad song.
What's supposed to come out as pure, comes out as a croak.
Give me the reason why things go wrong.
Show me the magic that wears a hat and a cloak.
Silent the bird watches from the branches of a tree.
Taking time to heal, she'll spread her wings and fly free...
Jacqui Broad
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/reasoning-with-time/
