Not a day goes by I don’t look to the sky And realise The beauty all around Feet on the ground There are angel wings Up above This world has a dark side An ebbing tide Yet there is love I hate every mistake I make When I falter and fall On the scale of things I wonder Does it matter to me Or anyone, anyone at all Insignificance perhaps Is the master plan Who owns the soul God or man Here comes another lapse Of faith in anything Always there’s hope Of tomorrow And what the day may bring
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