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Dark as roses fine as sand feel your healing and your sting again

Hear you laughing and my soul is saved on forgotton graves you cry

Cry like ivy up my spin through my nerves and into my eyes

Cuts like anguish or recollections of better days gone by

But it’s alright when you’re caught in pain and you feel the rain come down

It’s alright when you find your way then you see it disappear

It’s alright though your garden’s gray I know all your graces someday will flower

In the sweet sunshower


eyes like oceans so far away a feather trail to a better way

worried mornings turn into days then into worried nights

but it’s alright