The sun is always out,
Deep down in a cave, damp, filled with shit smells,
Living on sauerkraut,
No friends to tell you're in the right place,
That luck's around the bend,
You don't need it when joy is your fallback,
Circumstances mean nothing in the end,
Light can still fill you and pour out your soul,
I'm feeling it right now,
The right place can be anywhere you are,
If you are so endowed,
And you can be,
It's naught to do with how,
You're alive, which is more than most can say,
They're still mired in what they think the earth vowed.
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