
See the smiles on their faces
funny photos on a wall
see the colorful happy
like a whole bunch of Sharpies
and the golden light on green trees
pray nostalgia away
keep your gaze to the center
there are better things coming
and you’ll overcome
it’s a battle, it’s a war
it’s a bloody, gruesome score
played by grim harps and violins
and sour flutes like nails on chalkboard
but I’ll bet you a dollar
there are still stars in the sky
the sun’s not dim,
the moon’s not bloody;
you’ll be fine –
and you’ll overcome.
crush the flower,
smell its fragrance
only pain can make it sweet
perfumed air, happy senses
you’re a warrior, you’re a servant
you’re a ruler, king, and slave
there’s a battle and it’s raging
and you’ll overcome.
Happy faces, surface joy
fading mist before the sunrise
but the victory will last
and joy will be forever
and you’ll overcome.
This is sensational. Sen-SA-tional.
Amazing, Veronique – as always!