The warmth of the sun on my summer gaze
I could sleep for minutes, hours, or days
The backyard of my hostel or the sand at the beach
No matter where I am, the sun is within my reach
Black sigh
You know me
All is still and quiet, the clouds coalesce
My faith is slowly waning, you know I must confess
The rain falls from pitchers, each drop like a knife
I see a woman crying
The devil beating his wife
The warmth of the sun on my summer gaze
I could sleep for minutes, hours, or days
The rain falls from pitchers each drop like a knife
I see a woman crying
The devil beating his wife