lost and then found
Sunshine In Its Glory.
When the sky sings from the winds they call the Gale.
Rush knowing speed is swift and words are passion.
Slowing endless dreams of fantasy we see the truth.
Along a life of troubles walks inside a change of fame.
Could say i saw a ray of sunshine in its glory.
The two of them are flopping gently in the fog of morning.
And beauty is only in the eyes of who beholds it.
The air of silent thought broken by the glories flight.
For if the youth could see this ray of sunshine.
They would ask why and i would say it is the truth.
For words cannot describe this night it opened eyes wide.
That were shut i see the beauty in its flight.
Though only Friends its beauty lingers in the night.
For only life is once and i can see its right.
Rush knowing speed is swift and words are passion.
Slowing endless dreams of fantasy we see the truth.
Along a life of troubles walks inside a change of fame.
Could say i saw a ray of sunshine in its glory.
The two of them are flopping gently in the fog of morning.
And beauty is only in the eyes of who beholds it.
The air of silent thought broken by the glories flight.
For if the youth could see this ray of sunshine.
They would ask why and i would say it is the truth.
For words cannot describe this night it opened eyes wide.
That were shut i see the beauty in its flight.
Though only Friends its beauty lingers in the night.
For only life is once and i can see its right.
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Sunshine In Its Glory.
Sunshine In Its Glory.
