When shadows glow and silence cry,
blood worth water and tears so dry,
when the sacred dreams go dim and shy,
as burnt snow from a dormant sky.
I wish for a day with a brighter sun,
where happiness lies amidst the smiles,
and a whisper so sweet as a lullaby,
no one to peck , no one to pry,
the only truth among a million lies.
blood worth water and tears so dry,
when the sacred dreams go dim and shy,
as burnt snow from a dormant sky.
I wish for a day with a brighter sun,
where happiness lies amidst the smiles,
and a whisper so sweet as a lullaby,
no one to peck , no one to pry,
the only truth among a million lies.
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