They leap upon ya, days of trauma
Of fire and thunder, shame and fright
Some to grieve through, some that tattoo
The skin you're in, your dreams at night
Seems sometimes you've got
Wolves around you
You're terrified by the
Ghosts that hound you
But it gets better
This stormy weather
It's tethered to this time of life
Had this friend when I was a young man
Who showed me how to fly a kite
Not the fun kind
Those that help find
The people stumbling toward the light
Seems sometimes you've got
Wolves around you
You're terrified by the
Ghosts that hound you
But you've got friends
Who'd love to know you
And show you through this time of life
And some day soon
All the trees will blossom
The floods recede
And these fields, you'll cross 'em
And exultation, jubilation
They're stations, too
Both times of life