Never seen her glowing All that bright she's throwing Like some aurora From her head it's growing Reaching to the ground and all around Like a Navaho blanket Never heard her singing Now she's gently ringing Like copper wind chimes What on earth is bringing up this stream The cat who got the cream is licking her lips And smiling like her Cheshire cousin She claims she's found a way to make her own light All you do is smile, you banish the night She says she's burning with optimism's flames, away away She says she's burning up all her guilts and shames, away away She says she's burning with optimism's flames, away away She says she's burning up Now you see I'm smiling Back to juvenile'ing I learnt her lesson In like flint and styling All the world is neatly curled around my littlest finger I can't stop this grinning So assume I'm winning Threw pessimism In the air it's spinning
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