Chaos Theory

Chaos Theory

There’s a season for the sun
And a season for the rain
There’s a season to have fun
And a season to feel pain

But as the seasons turn
And wintry nights rob the days
There’s a music to their churn
And a rhythm to their ways

If a man should turn his ear
Beyond the clamour of the waves
He’ll hear secrets of the earth
And the paths of hidden ways

The dancing of the fool
The quiet thoughts of the sage
One is made from the two
In the turning seasons maze

So cast your sheets to the wind
Turn your troubles into play
Let the song of madness sing
Let the storm have its way

For a man is only a man
And a day is only a day
Neither shall last forever
nothing remains the same.