Sing, Be, Live, See...
This dark stormy hour,
The wind, it stirs.
The scorched earth
cries out in vain:
O war and power,
You blind and blur.
The torn heart
cries out in pain.
But music and singing
Have been my refuge,
And music and singing
Shall be my light.
A light of song
Shinging strong: Alleluia
Through darkness and pain and strife, I'll
Sing, Be, Live, See...
Peace
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