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When the sky turns grey

And my eyes grow cold

I know there’s pain

And my heart is stone



When the sky goes blue

And my eyes light up

I know there are smiles

And my heart has hope



When the sky turns black

And my eyes feel strain

I know there’s dread

And my beating heart dies



When the sky turns pink

And my eyes smile

I know there’s life

And my heart is alive



All these colors and more

In the sky each endures

So many feelings come

Just by the natural sky