It’s a sunny day
So why don’t I feel that way
I’m blue thinking about us
With no future, I can’t focus
Everywhere, a mood of hope
So why exactly can’t I cope
There’s trouble in my mind
Trouble of the unsettling kind
People at their highest height
So why should I take flight
It’s wrong, what we’ve got is wrong
No hiding that I don’t belong
Skies might be clear and bright
But that doesn’t mean all is right
The end for us is nigh, that’s why
I can’t look the day in the eye
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