I’m going to dance in the graveyards
I’m going to cry in the rain
I’m going to suffer through these emotions
in hopes that one day I’ll be smiling again.
You’re going dance with me
you’re going to cry tears of your own,
we’ll suffer together
until these skies clear up and we’ll feel at home.
In the stars we’ll find our fears
and in these clouds our laughter and tears
far away in the suns brilliant glare
a smile, a kind word, a hand linked with hope.
That’ll be home, I think
yes that will be home. 
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