Across the sky it scatters light
Its arms grasp East and West,
Until the night turns warm to cool,
Then it falls to rest

It rises and sets with wings of fire
Kissing Earth and Heaven,
It laughs and cries over the lives below
But has never pondered poor Susan

Susan with her eyes so green
Watches from below,
She watches the beast with a golden ring
That moves its rays so slow

She whispers her thoughts of hurt and death
Unto the eyes above,
But they only see and cannot hear
Her voice that sings like doves

The sun rises and sets watching life go by
Without a care in the world,
But Susan, who carries the cares of the world,
Waits for the day she is heard