Though clouds that pass may mask the sun
Though waves, as bows, may come undone
Though Summer's flock may not return
Though bones may crack and cities burn
Though boys may never come to men
Though letters penned may ne'er be sent
Though bare the trees through
Winter's chill Though hard the rain and steep the hill
Though lost a kiss too sweet to hold
Though lost a secret never told
Do not suppose there is no hope
Do not forget you're not alone