• As the dark gray clouds cover up the sky,
    their feet are balloons lifting off the ground.
    Any color will always make them fly.
    Thunder learns to sing when they are around.

    The world is crashing down; they never frown.
    A light in darkness is how they should feel.
    The radiant colors start to fall down,
    but even colorless they will feel real.

    Like music from the soul, they flow through you.
    Together as one, they will never drown.
    Life goes from red to black but it's still true,
    clear diamonds cannot compete with their crown.

    Like the bright moon they stand for all to see;
    to bring lives of music to you and me.

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