From the darkest clouds comes the brightest suns
Fromt he deepest valley, rise the highest hills
From the bleakest night glows the brilliant dawns
From the deepest fear comes the strongest courage
And we move on. Move on. We move on.
Winds are blowing, time for knowing where the seasons take you
Spread your wings and fill the sky
In the morning we shall rise
In the evening we shall fly
- Where the Seasons Take Us (Roger Ames)