Drawn to the violence of change
Charmed by the sentimental brave
I hear the door slam, I look the other way
I hate the small talk and the empty days
Silver lining I bathe in your light
I'll always believe in your place in my life
Silver lining I know that I'm right
I'll always believe in your right to shine
Scared of the things that people say
knowing my confidence might fail
I feel the world's weight upon my breaking back
I see uncertainty and the visible cracks
Silver lining I bathe in your light
I'll always believe in your place in my life
Silver lining I know that I'm right
I'll always believe in your right to shine
Charmed by the sentimental brave
I hear the door slam, I look the other way
I hate the small talk and the empty days
Silver lining I bathe in your light
I'll always believe in your place in my life
Silver lining I know that I'm right
I'll always believe in your right to shine
Scared of the things that people say
knowing my confidence might fail
I feel the world's weight upon my breaking back
I see uncertainty and the visible cracks
Silver lining I bathe in your light
I'll always believe in your place in my life
Silver lining I know that I'm right
I'll always believe in your right to shine
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Sonnet #18
William Shakespeare
Shall I compare thee to a Summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And Summer's lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And oft' is his gold complexion dimm'd;
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance or nature's changing course untrimm'd:
But thy eternal Summer shall not fade
Nor lose possession of that fair thou owest;
Nor shall Death brag thou wanderest in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou growest:
So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
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