Manage the wind when she blows
Manage the rain and the snow
Manage the ice, manage the storm
Manage the fire, try to stay warm
Oh but the heart it does grieve
No more to give, nothing to receive
That’s worth all the effort and stress
Give till you drop, receive even less
Sometimes it would be refreshing
To be given more than you’re getting
To let go and enjoy all the beauty
To forget who you are and your duty
Spread wide your unfettered wings
If you have no hope, never stand tall
How will you even manage at all