You can stare up at the sky

but the sunshine's hid behind,

the clouds that shade the beauty,

casting darkness on your mind.

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You can ponder how much better

this day could only be, 

If the clouds were rolled away

and then goodness you would see.

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But the clouds they are not clouds,

they're things you won't forget,

these clouds be smoke of fire, 

unforgiveness and regret.

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And as the darkness darkens

you stoke the flames be higher.

Fearing what the future holds

but fear is just a liar.

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You think there's warmth in staring,

at the burning of these thoughts,

that somehow in this fire

happiness be brought.

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But let these flames go out

and ashes cool to touch,

let the truth be seen,

for love revealeth much. 

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