The Sun Rises
We fall, stumble and cry till the ends of the earth
Depression, mood swings are frequent
Our weak beats slowly dying in our hearth
Longing for a love forever gone, of sadness we are drent
The moon, darkness fingering around every corner
Despair, destruction creep aorund our minds
Never to leave but stay for meer torture.
What is there to look foward to?
The sun still rises at the end of time
There to burn the fear that binds
There to make love for a lifetime
And shine the light through our depressing mines
The sun rises again and again
To shine light and love through life my friend
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