(The Sunshine Child)
Put back the wooden planks on your window,
Drown out the light in favor of that familiar darkness,
Then sink back into the corner from where you mourn life,
Be still little child, these strange days have come to an end.
So worry not my sunshine child,
There is room enough for happiness,
Now dry your tears and attempt a smile,
Make our hearts pound and ours eyes collapse,
There is still room enough for happiness.
[Cluster VI]
