Though clouds that pass may mask the sun 
Though waves, as bows, may come undone 
Though Summer's flock may not return 
Though bones may crack and cities burn 
Though boys may never come to men 
Though letters penned may ne'er be sent 
Though bare the trees through 
Winter's chill Though hard the rain and steep the hill 
Though lost a kiss too sweet to hold 
Though lost a secret never told 
Do not suppose there is no hope 
Do not forget you're not alone