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When our lighthouse turns into the Tower
Struck by lightning that makes our hearts cower
Our sense of purpose and direction is lost
Our ship drifting at sea, tempest tossed
We must first get our feet back on land
A place where our New Lighthouse will stand
This involves tremendous effort and change
And a lot of luck, some of it strange
Even if we are sad and alone
We must put down a new foundation stone
We don't build this new lighthouse on sand
It must be strong to withstand
The sudden and cruel storms of life
It must guide us away from strife
When the Lighthouse becomes the Lightning Struck Tower
We will rebuild our new base of power
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