In the tears there are hope,
In hope there is a way.
May these things never over power. . .
May they always stay.
In the dreams of little children,
Is the future of tomorrow.
Thou in the dreams of the elders
Are the memories of yesterday.
We hope to join them, thou we know.
The children are strong-headed,
And the old are wise,
And in between, it's hard to comermise.
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