Take the grey out of the skies;
Take the sleep off of my eyes.
Replace the dreary circumstance;
Drive out the old--let spirits dance.
Flowers readied: let them bloom;
If souls will leap then give them room.
It's time for dawn to break the day
And wipe the cobwebs clean away.
postscript
Sorry I'm late on this one. It's been a crazy week. I actually don't have anything to say about it.