Leavings

Pull this little thread And watch it grow and watch it spread Wider than the dawn Further in and farther on Who could comprehend The path it takes or know its plan Oh, the mystery of what may come And what shall be Hear the waves crash down As they shape the shore and in their sound Each one lives its life In its own way, in its own time And would you say to them Hold your tongues Or come not hence To live a life that's free Is to sing and dance In the melody Now I understand That there are dreams and there are plans And some shall see the light But there are those that will pass by So I've come to hope Though I can't say and I can't know That in the end I'll be With the friends I know And who know me