No tear, no rain, barren desert
None in love, all to be blind
Clouded eyes, crying night
Saddened lips, nothing in smile
None to be kind
Sky with emotion, silence in the sky
Emotional heart, morning will come
No hope in mind
Will morning come, but there's none
Nothing to be done, nothing to find...
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