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Sound through the days i smile days made green, yellow and blue but in the night, after a while the night, red and black, comes too i cannot hide from darkness any longer it's useless to pretend i'm stronger instead i turn around find comfort in the night i wait and listen for the sound that in the morning gives me light through the days i won't show fear that in the night shows oh so clear put on a mask, through tears i fight the pain that darkness cannot hide even at night, in mirrors i see the red and black that consumes me so in the darkness i will turn around i wait it out, all through the night welcome back again that sound that in the morning gives me light