And through all this change

Though things rot or fade away

Something will abide

I’m still holding on

Holding fast and holding strong

I can’t bear this weight

I have been looking

Underneath the sinking sea

Looking out for you

Everywhere I go

It all reminds me of you

Everything I do

Under winter stacks

Amid yellow bramble leaves

Building a new nest

The tree’s thin old limbs

Cold and bare of summer’s crown

Carry me away

Come and take my hand
Through lies we will understand
That we’re growing wild

From http://music.scruffian.com/album/growing-wild