Sunset, Sunrise.
Sunset, Sunrise.
It’s always darkest before the dawn
There’s never a joy without a hopeless tear
Melodies are needed for every song
Sadness is something that I hear
May words spoken be very clear
And pronounced with every care and joy
For they are all too pleasing to the ears
The search for happiness isn’t a ploy
It is a steady hope and a cry to God
That my prayers will be answered
And that remarks that are roughshod
Will no longer be a factor.
In the moment between the storm
Peace is what keeps us warm.
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