A Soft Swell

In certain times of glory
I have stopped and thought
About times of old and that story
That you once bought.

I have stopped and thought
As I wandered through the storm:
That you once bought
Such a form!

As I wandered through the Storm
Only admiration descended upon my head.
Such a form-
For one with such dread.

Only admiration descended upon my head
As times of past [you] ran
For one with such dread;
Far from a wise man.

As times of past [you] ran
The fire of my heart burned dry.
Far from a wise man
There is nothing left but why.

The fire of my heart burned dry
As the clouds above cleared.
There is nothing left. But why?
I think not for one so weird.

As the clouds above cleared
And the Sun shone with hope
I think not for one so weird
Though, I may have missed the scope.

And the Sun shone with hope
A dance I knew well-
Though I may have missed the scope-
Within me did it swell!

A dance I knew well
Sang from my soul
Within me. Did it swell?
I say it made me whole.

Sang from my soul
About times of old and that story
(I say it made me whole!)
In certain times of Glory.