If all the skies were sunshine,
Our faces would be fain,
To feel once more upon them,
The cooling splash of rain.
If all the world were music,
Our hearts would often long,
For one sweet strain of silence,
To break the endless song.
If life were always merry,
Our souls would seek relief,
And rest from weary laughter,
In the quiet arms of grief.
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