The sun comes over morrow’s name
Scented lilac breezes fill the air.
Morning dew on each little blade of grass.
I am free,
to enjoy the light
I am free,
from the darkness that holds me tight, for a little while.
I am free,
as the sun comes over morrow’s name
The moon comes over morrow’s name.
Bright shining stars fill the sky,
nights flowing winds whistling at trees branches.
I am free,
because I followed the stars.
I am free,
even though I walked so far.
I am free,
now the night has little power over me.
Because the sun comes over morrow’s name
So I will be here,
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