Sunny Day

When the walls come crashing down, loneliness, silence, the only sound. I look, listen, but 
there is no way around. This world full of intrigue, so many people left in need. Why the 
suffering, why the pain, does it really have to be? Somewhere out there, I will find the 
golden key. They say he's caring, say he's all knowing. Lead us the way, stop the burying, 
start showing. Left to stand on our own, some not all there, some only half grown. I dont 
understand it, dont see the reason. How do we do it, find that golden season. At last this path 
I have found, leading me out to hallowed ground. This world I have seen, seen it in a dream. 
Looking around, all the smiles, all the laughing. Peaceful, content, some napping. Now I am 
here, shedding my very last tear. I have made my way, found this sunny day.

lossworldi do not know?

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