Is that it won't remain
Every cloud has a silver lining
But I prefer the rain
Leaving loopholes is a state of mind
To never give one's all
Everywinter has a spring behind
But I prefer the fall
When God closes a door he opens a window
When joy embraces your heart it cultivates sorrow
This is the beauty of irony
What makes the foxglove wonderful
Is the virulent sap
Every lamb is dyed-in-the-wool
But I prefer the crap
What is boring in Easy Street Town
The lack of obstacles in the way
Every stair leads you up or down
But I prefer to stay
What is good when the sun is shining Is that it won't remain Every cloud has a silver lining But I prefer the rain Leaving loopholes is a state of mind To never give one's all Everywinter has a spring behind But I prefer the fall When God closes a door he opens a window When joy embraces your heart it cultivates sorrow This is the beauty of irony What makes the foxglove wonderful Is the virulent sap Every lamb is dyed-in-the-wool But I prefer the crap What is boring in Easy Street Town The lack of obstacles in the way Every stair leads you up or down But I prefer to stay Explain Request ×
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