Wildflowers in the Graveyard - Amber Rubarth

There are wildflowers springing up at the graveyard

An oak tree that’s been standing here so long

And dandelions pretty in the sunshine

‘til the wind blows and they’re gone

Blue skies make me think winter’s never coming

Feelings always feel like they’ll never end

And my whole life I’ve been working hard at changing

But now I’m just sinking in

And I’m walking to the edge of where the river meets the sky

Holding my head up and closing my eyes

And all th answers I’ve been hoping to find

Are writtn in the water

Clouds are rolling over

Snake, she sheds her skin

And the wolves are calling out as the moon circles ‘round

Casting shadows on the hillside as their voices rise again

Oh, and I’m walking to the edge of where the river meets the sky,

holding my head up and closing my eyes

And all the answers I’ve been hoping to find

Are written in the water

Written in footsteps that crawl across the snow

Written in memories that change each time they’re told

All the answers I’ve been hoping to find

Are written in the water