Hello morning, how ya doing?
Let's both try some self-approving
Lean on me I'll rain on you
With fake sincerity and opinions that you loathe
I'm sick of melancholy, but more so false egos
It chills me to the bones
If the Sun
Had a song
To be sung
Farewell evening, time for healing
Promise me you won't stop breathing
If I'm too far just hold me close
And everybody knows this, but nobody ever goes
Is it enough to say you noticed, if a change never really shows?
It's there deep in our souls
If the Sun
Had a song
To be sung
What are we all doing here, where we shall not reveal?
Fighting through our existence, concealing what we feel
So tell me, what is real?
If the Sun
Had a song
To be sung
And if the Sun
Had a song
To be sung