Winter winds are blowing sweetly
Raising sleepers from their nest
Shaking heart and minds discreetly
From the hazy harmful dread

Cleaning showers join the chaos
Breaking in when change is thought
Toughening the ground below us
Crashing all that has done wrong

Listen boy, the gods have spoken
Shown you there where you once lay
And the path you take to riches
Of the heart that passion rules