Birds lifted away all that we gave them Now summer's parade quietly fades on a reel I pulled down the lights from every last tiny limb Tucked away signs that we'd been here Though some may say, to live this way, is hiding Not hiding, we are unashamed Or running, not running, we are unafraid Letters await, reading them late in the day Eloquent phrase turns my heart in it's cage How can I be so hopeless and then So full of hope, I might implode with it Though some may say, to live this way, is hiding Not hiding, we are unashamed Or running, not running, we are unafraid