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A gloomy day on planet earth, feeling naked as my birth
And just as vulnerable (maybe even more)
Scores of problems in my head
There'd be one more if I were dead
No one to calculate what, and what it's for
I see the fog is getting dense, or is it my world outlook lens?
It's getting to the point I can't tell any difference
My contemplation's my new best friend
Outdoor air, it lends a hand
My best friend gives me a gift as I'm walking out the door
The longest walk is just ahead
My troubles call for nothing less
Step after step after step I generate
An intricate knotwork my stomach's got
Second only to that tied by my thoughts
Tangled and wound so tight I can hardly imagine the core
Romantic loneliness wears thin
Ironically displaced with a grin
But still it deceives not even the passersby
I start to doubt this suffering's worth
A spark of optimism's mirth finds its way into my head
Then it starts to pour
And I curse for the next few seconds
And I curse this hell on Earth
And I curse until I remember the gift that to me you gave
I've got that beige umbrella shielding me from the sky's wet pain
I've got that beige umbrella
It will accompany me through my journey's rains
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