There is a sun in the sky
As high as the birds that fly
Vapidly, man crawls from it
In him the dread starts soaring
Shouldn't God end this fit
His faith starts ebbing
A voice echoed from above
It is true you can't look at the sun
Because of the sun you can look at the wide blue yonder
Not every pain is sent from above
Some are yours to tend
Seek the faith you lost, regain it again