Cares and worries toss me
I look for light across the sea
Tumult and catastrophe
I look for a bit of sympathy.
But all I find is doom and dark
I listen up awake and hark
But all I hear is hounds' bark
Oh, to hear the song of a lark.
But morning comes anew
I feel closer again to You
Refreshed by winds that blew
Seeing again my grand view.
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