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Red Umbrella

Let's see where this leads
Follow the path through the trees
There she's crying on her knees, saying “no one's ever pleased, my dear”
Life is like a slide
It's a really fine ride
If we could realize God's on our side
He's on our side
Sometimes just a word
Is all that needs to be heard
Angels fighting to get to ground
All for her to know this now my dear
Such a secret thing
Maybe I'm glad I do not know
What keeps me down when I'm ready to go?
In a low-lit room there is still a hope
And it's shining very dim, enough for me to cope
The light draws me near
And its brilliance so divine
The things that once were dim
Can become sublime