Growing at the Edges

If time is a river
And the pain is a teacher
Then let's jump in together
In that cold, cold water

If the path's just a sliver
Through the pine and the cedar
Then let's walk it together
In that cold, cold weather

When the light of the moon
Casts its silvery gaze
How the shadow recedes
But what's left in the space?

Ooh
Growing at the edges
Something new
When our hopes are like embers
If these winds could fan them

Could we remember
How it feels to dream again?
Through the snow and the bluster
Of that dark, dark winter's night

When the light of the moon
Casts its silvery gaze
How the shadow recedes
But what's left in the space?

Beyond what we know
There is a place
Are you ready to go?
Past the path that was laid

Ooh
Growing at the edges
Peeking from a seed
Where there was a wasteland
Something new