Why do the things that hurt the worst
Turn out to be
The best things that ever happened?

Why do the things that confuse me
Turn out to be 
The things that make so much sense?

The confusion sets in
Building like a volcano
But when it erupts
The disorder fades
The beauty shines through
And I feel clear inside

Why do the things that crush me
Turn out to be
This things I always triumph over?

Why do the things that sadden me 
Turn out to be
The things that make me so happy?

The confusion sets in
Rising like a hurricane's wave
But when it falls
The pain disappears 
The moon sparkles through
And I feel peaceful

The things in life
Last for so long
And when they're gone
They last forever 
In memory

Why?

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