Broken records keep repeating Broken hearts, somehow, keep beating Our scars are there to help reveal That wounds somehow find ways to heal And though the sun each day may set We cannot let ourselves forget That though the moon may wax and wane They both shall come around again This pain we feel will fade away Our nights will always turn to day And though most don’t begin to know I’ve found through pain we tend to grow And though our lives at times seem hard The good times never will be far And when your mind starts to despair Just know the morning will be there For though none know what time entails Just know that Good always prevails So lift your head, and have no fear The Peace you seek is almost here!