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I lift my eyes against the sky,

The clouds are weeping, so am I.

I lift my eyes again on high,

The sun is smiling, so am I.

Why do I smile? Why do I weep?

I do not know; It lies too deep.

I hear the winds of autumn sigh,

They break my heart, they make me cry.

I hear the birds of lovely spring,

My hope revives, I help them sing.

Why do I sing? Why do I cry?

I do not know; I know not why.

Feelings are much like waves, we can't stop them from coming but we can choose which ones to surf.