Bring in the openness fire
Of every morning that comes
Love is a way for its desire
That together everything up sums
Feelings of searching mind
Looking still for the light
Leaving the scarecrows behind
Those only are dark as the night
Somewhere around the shores
Love is like the hopping waves
Coming from oceans floor
Because of its hope it craves
Through every going hell
Moments those are now past
For everything is going well
Coming in growth from lost
Bring in prospects you're hopen'
Everywhere round to this spot
Futures are coming quite open
With requests from all this lot
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