| It breaks through Like a thief In the night Stealing the Dark and the gloom Forcing the sky To make room For the light And the clouds And the blue Erasing my bad Dreams, my Nightmares
| Offering a new day And a new way to Live with myself Merely by Turning my face To its rays As it climbs up The billowing clouds To the place where It showers the World with its grace.
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