The sun would never tell me
What I had to lose
I let its rays burn me
And deepen every bruise
I would still sit in the summer days
Wondering when winter
Would come and let me lay,
On the dead grass
On cold afternoons
I laid there freezing
Wondering when the sun would come through
But wondering was my weakness
And the weather was my foe
I couldn’t help but feel it
Underneath my toes
As the rocks dig into my skin
I looked upon the horizon
Letting the sun sink in
To once again be burned by another year
Passing through the cosmos
Fuelling my every fear
I lived in a quiet place that rapidly grew
But the windows kept me bounded
And the sun was there too