Sunshine
Rainy days my dear
When hardships take their toll on you
When you’re down and lonely
And who knows for real
It’s all shadows
And it’s cruel and mixed with
Tiny, tiny wonders
And I wonder
As I leave my grave
Yeah I wonder
As I leave the cave
Are you my sun?
And we get wild
Are you my sunshine?
And we get wild
The mountain tops are clear
The freaks they gather ‘round
No head, no body
The truth has now been found
To see the sun for real
Embrace it quietly
Be real, to live with
Tiny, tiny, tiny wonders
Today we trade ignorance
And sophistry for love
It’s all around
The sun and love are real
Clarity, cosmically abounds |
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