my sister my sister
my sister , my sister i see your tears
falling to your ankles with the rest of your cares
like falling stars wasted on cold cement
my sister , my sister i reach my hand
like a strong rubble band stretching to brace you fall and
spring you back to your feet from your terrible fall
Remain strong
my sister, my sister hear my voice
that sings promise of a better tomorrow
let my light guide you along
my sister , my sister tilt your head up
to the heaven with your eyes closed
and see yourself at the tip of every rainbow
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