The heat of the Sun,
is just an illu-sion.
The heat of the Sun,
is just something they say.
THE HEAT OF THE SUN!
...heat of the sun,
...heat of the sun,
...of the Su-uh-un.
We're walk-ing in light,
light of the allu-sion,
Pinion's of the fire now,
-pin me to the ground.
Laying here in the light,
surrounded by the con-fusion.
The heat of the Sun,
is just an illu-sion.
The heat of the Sun,
is just something they say.
THE HEAT OF THE SUN!
...heat of the sun,
...heat of the sun,
...of the Su-uh-un.
Arise from the ash-es,
the dawning a new one,
Fire-sticks always turn-ing,
spin-ning with no sound?
STAND-ING WHILE ON FIRE!
feathery ashes, -***** the light.
Night of the allu-sion,
all the pain and confusion,
They two be-come fusion,
is just something they say!
The heat of the Sun,
is just an illu-sion.
The heat of the Sun,
is just something at day.*
THE HEAT OF THE SUN!
...heat of the sun,
...heat of the sun,
...of the Su-uh-un.
THE HEAT OF THE SUN!
IS JUST SOMETHING THEY SAY!
THE HEAT OF THE SUN!
IT DIES WITH THE DAY!
HEAT OF THE SUN,
HEAT OF THE SUN,
HEAT OF THE SUN,
...heat of the Su-uh-un...
In tribute to Chris Cornell.
