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The gray sun shines with the dull lull of rain

On tree tops mounted by pillars of life

As the lightning illuminates the pain

And the cold, hard brick slices like a knife



The disastrous portals of higher mind

Look upon the green grass with crude dismay

While a lonely bird stalks an endless vine

To find color it's dying to portray



And the sleepless mind wanders through the sky

Running from the cold sting of Heaven's tears

With the bright, burning light heating the fight

Between the pale words and their scornful tears



As the battle ensues within their minds

Their eyes keep searching for a place to hide