Wake, wake, wake " she called to me
There’s a sun waiting for no one
Put on your socks, put on your feet
There’s a sun we now must catch

The birds could fly against the wind
And the fish could swim against the tides
And the grass grow without the rain
But the sun couldn’t shine without him

So we acquired the dust our feet could raise
And held roses that seem not blossom,
To make offerings to the gods below
Or to know if we could pick the scent as we use to

We came where too he cast his shadow upon
-There she opened our arms to the sea
Perhaps to reach into the blanket it could give
Or to escape, be saved from the absence

Wake, wake, wake " he calls to me
There’s a sun waiting for no one
Put on your socks, put on your feet
There’s a sun we now must catch