What is darkness, but blacker light,
What is sun if I lose my sight?
What is a happy summers day,
And how does the summer find its way?
I have seen a dying queen,
As summer fades and starts to lean,
Can the ice that crunches like shattered glass,
Ever freeze the lake forever, will it last?
The golden light of winter beams,
But it’s not as warm as summer dreams.