In the rain as the stars shine bright,
I see the northern window's light.
The moon is trickling down it's rays,
The wind is blowing to make our hairs play.
We stare deep into the night's sky,
Not a single question left to sigh.
We know our place and it's right here,
In thie place we cherish and hold so dear.
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