And, Yes

Clear sky, a quiet beauty
Cold magic on this side of the Earth
Fresh winds ring purely
In little sparks, the morning bursts

And, yes,
Not everything comes easily
And, yes,
Not everything goes quite right

A poison or medicine
A whirlwind on this side of the Earth
Three mermaids sing to me
And their sweet songs are like therapy

And, yes,
Not everything comes easily
And, yes,
Not everything goes quite right

No limits, no barriers
And second roles will become first
Fresh winds ring purely
In little sparks, the morning bursts

And, yes,
Not everything comes easily
And, yes,
But it will be alright