Seven years ago you gave me more than you had thought
For every time I miss you my dear I feel fit

In the darkest wood towards the half light of a glade
Leaving behind the main line I can make out trusting signs

Don't fear the lonely rebel black screamer
“How long have you been looking boy?” They say
I could even live without your price
“So close your eyes and get this stuff”, they say
I could even die without this grade

Seven years ago something changed in my eyes
For every time I miss you my dear I won't cry

Organizing my resources I could have a wonderful season
Organizing my resources I will show you the best of my rights