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  • Writer's pictureSaint Andrews

Song Of Sunrise

Some Days are everyday

When we wait

When we run

When we laugh

When we cry

When see the sun

When the after has just begun

Make it


I’m in heaven

All through the night

I dream of mother and father

And heavenly lights

And the sky

Peace rides on the meadow

So lay me down in the valley

And let shadow roam

Here comes mother Mary

She strides softly through the grass

And winds of change

She never strays

The mundane fades to grey

We are hung like a straight jacket

Dangling on the vine

To the end

We begin

Born to live

Born to Die

Heaven be you

Hell leave you behind

Come tomorrow

If tomorrow comes

We’ll smile

And greet the sunrise

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