  The bright side Is the right side, The side we seek to see. The wrong way, Is a long way, And will not make us free. The right side, Is the light side, The side that mirror’s bliss; The wrong way, Is a long way, And one we cannot miss. The right side Is the white side, Where nothing dark can tread; The wrong way Is a long way, Beset by foes we dread. The bright side, Not the night side Will cheer the weary eye; By fair ways, There are stair ways To homes beyond the sky. |
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