An anthem, I hope, to sing in about 18 hours. Change, perhaps, to eight not 30 years of night, but it sets my mood at the moment with that "hint of blue in the black sky."
Who cares where national borders lie
Who cares whose laws you’re governed by
Who cares what name you call a town
Who’ll care when you’re six feet beneath the ground
From the corner of my eye
A hint of blue in the black sky
A ray of hope, a beam of light
An end to thirty years of night
The church-bells ring, the children sing
What is this strange and beautiful thing
It’s the sunrise
Can you see the sunrise?
I can see the sunrise
- "Sunrise", The Divine Comedy