The year fades like the day at dusk,
It weeps as a widow for what it has lost.
Weeps into the coming tide of the new year.
What this tide will bring
Is but a mystery.
Will it bring rest,
Rest much needed?
Rest from the tempest that was recently ours?
Only the waters know.
We watch the year weep away.
But we don't have to worry.
Whatever the tide brings
It will push me into your embrace.
Rest or toil we will be tied closer,
By a bond unbreakable,
By a love unbreakable.
As the year weeps away,
Our hearts can smile.