The sun will always rise in the due east

The blossoms will bloom in the bright springtime

And all of my corrupted problems ceased

There will be new mountains for me to climb

The birds will soar and fly high in the sky

The grass will be green like an emerald

The sky will be bright blue and the clouds will fly

Each road will hold hope and stories untold

The gardens will grow and the bees will buzz

I will be free like a soaring hawk

The storm passed and the sun shines as it does

I will listen to the flowers as they talk

Soon darkness will fall just as I had guessed

The sun will always set in the due west