nighttime clouds painted black
the colors that I knew
just yesterday
the chaos of the stars tonight
I know cannot break through
my bleak dismay
a silence palpable has come
to pour its emptiness
into the dark
until I hear the dawn's first bird
who brings some tenderness
with his remark
he knows the night will always pass
to bring a grand new day
I know he's right
the sun will come with every hue
of vision on display
in shining light
oh I have seen some grief before
my window like a wall
that had no view
that's when I learned if I just wait
and also give my all
I make it through
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