Darkness bestows us.
Sunrise is so clear.
Soon a brand new day will appear.
Mountains behold us.
Beauty so near.
Echoes of raindrops
beating against the peer.
Flowers grace us

A little boy died last night from a fatal blow.
Know one gave him hope or help.
Justice is so low.
What can we do to change the laws?
And help thousands just like him.

Rain puddle, rain puddle
lying on the ground.
Why don't you make a sound?
I see you.
I even see me.
Oh! You're wet and slippery.
Sometimes clear.
Sometimes brown.
Sometimes different colors