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Searching for bright tomorrow

Walking with countless Sunshine's
Not leaving out the moon
Searching for where bright morrow hides
Thought we would be there soon

Playing away our yesterday
Like the desert wind blowing sands
Now here we come today
Searching for where bright morrow lands

Now in the presence of tommorow
But the past doesn't speak well of us
Because through the backdoor we follow
And in tommorow we are lost

Now, we are betrayed by our own mind
The straight path we can't find 
Had I known, our brains grind
Until tommorow threw us into a wretched deep night

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