Could there be a lonelier soul?
A wondering travler?
Could there be a greater pain?
The sun never rises
On cold stormy days
Yet the critics laugh
Say the sun's too bright
I'll stare at them and say
At least the sun shines on you
whereas I have never felt the warmth
The blinding
Breath-taking heat
of that one summer's day
Could there be a more distressed soul?
Then the one who has never touched light?
Oct 27, 2012
Oct 27, 2012 at 4:31 PM UTC
Could there be a lonelier soul?
A wondering travler?
Could there be a greater pain?
The sun never rises
On cold stormy days
Yet the critics laugh
Say the sun's too bright
I'll stare at them and say
At least the sun shines on you
whereas I have never felt the warmth
The blinding
Breath-taking heat
of that one summer's day
Could there be a more distressed soul?
Then the one who has never touched light?
