Question 506: One's company, Eleven's a crowd.

What's blanked out?


When you walk through a storm
Hold your head up high
And don't be afraid of the dark

At the end of the storm
Is a golden sky
And the sweet silver song of a lark

Walk on through the wind
Walk on through the rain
Though your dreams be tossed and blown

Walk on, walk on with hope in your heart
________________
________________

Walk on, walk on with hope in your heart
_________________
_________________