It's an evolution by small degrees
Not a bombshell
It's not just for us, it's not just for me
It's a construct
The sun will shine, it will shine again
It's an incremental trajectory
Ever upward
A transcendental cacophony
Not a funeral
The sun will shine, it will shine again
This is not the end
Drop by drop the river forms
Flows down the mountainside
Tree roots are growing deep
Limbs reach up toward the light
The sun will shine again
This is not the end