The darkness our eyes can see
Is not the real darkness
Which only the I can see
Hidden in the light of the heart
Only the I can behold
Its own darkness
As its own creation
Out of its own suffering
But how can we endure it
Take this brilliant afternoon
The sound of a siren blazing through
Stand there comfortless alone
But feel sure the real light
Which is love can reach you here
That the darkness is only delusion
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