In the aftermath of sorrow
I heard the bluebird call
You will live again tomorrow
And learn in a new school
How can I borrow The green
From the trees
How can I learn to love
This land of miseries
Why must I shift my heart
Each time on downhill skis
Faster, going faster still
Into the maddening seas
Wishing I had a calm path
One not of trouble but of ease
Why must the light be balanced by the dark
The open field with the shadow's leas
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