Drinking from Clear Waters Lyrics

And the spring comes cloaked in the fog.
And the spring comes soaked in my blood.
What will come of this art,
Of seasons cloaked by dark?

Is this a light I see;
Or a facade that deceives?
I'll know my time of season
When these walls surround me.

The water looks so clear.
And I jump in.
With all the delight
And thoughts of fear.

The water looks so clear.
And I jump in.
Having just thoughts so dear.
And nothing can prepare me.