darkness surrounds me
it shows all the pain
brings out the worst
eveyone is unhappy
even the clouds are dark
so is the sun
ruins are all around
war is everywhere
even in homes
everyone is unhappy
nothing helps
nothing makes them glad
a man says the sun is brighter
we think he is just praying
but then we look closer
the sun is brighter
it's at its fullest
the clouds are washed away
no one is unhappy
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