We take the Sun for granted Like she’ll always be here As if she is filled with golden rays That knock away our fears But what if all that golden light Doesn’t repel fear itself away But she’s just too scared to admit That all of her demons stay And she relies on the moon to watch her back But she too has problems of her own Yeah the stars keep her company But she still feels so alone. These two wonders of the sky have so much beauty in common but still ignore each other, what for? If you would just open your eyes, and open your mind You two could be so much more.
I'm sorry you think me offended I'm sorry you refuse to see I'm sorry when I show you the mirror that its white fragility you see I'm sorry that I don't fit your narrative that America is the greatest to be I'm sorry that it hasn't been, not for people like me I'm sorry that you can't accept it's different
But I am not sorry for who I am Nor am I sorry for what I believe Not sorry for the truth Not sorry for my protest Not sorry for the bruising words Not sorry for the wounded ego Not sorry for the things to come Not sorry that I'll never quit