Seazon of the Fly
Spun Lyrics by Dan Schepers, James Swensen-Flagg

So fragile the balance in all of our lives.

No matter the road, it leads to demise.

Our passion sustains us.

At least for today.


I try to suppress them; these thoughts of remorse.

How spun we have become; so far from our course.

 

We struggle to understand the reason we’re here.

With no proper guidance no wonder there’s fear.

Then passion betrays!

At least for today.