The Act

 

The kiln of life tempers the soul

The kind man knows his whole

O sweet innocence, sweet regret

Some things we must forget

 

Passion often burns all reason

Evil thoughts, desires of the season

O sweet innocence, sweet regret

Divine must save once mind is set

 

God still stands almighty tall

But even angels sometimes fall

O sweet innocence, sweet regret

All will know eternity’s dark silhouette

 

All souls anger, all souls sin

Morals unheard over life’s din

O sweet innocence, sweet regret

Kindness, silence, forgiveness met