Dance in the stars
though they may be far.
They'll share their song,
and you can sing along.
Night will come to pass
but no worries, I swear.
Dance in joy and they shall again be there.

Sing to the flowers in the daylight.
They'll bloom upon the notes,
and dance until night.
Soon they'll be at height, and in
such blooming radiance...
The shall illuminate a new light.

Watch the group of colours, the flowers swaying the wind.
Almost seeming like... sadness being thinned.
Sing a song of healing, to every sick little bud.
Soon they'll grow and not sink in mud.

Hope to find such peace,
in these broken days.
Forget insults of others,
and what anyone says.
Because... you'll be okay.