Living Inside the Sun

Living inside the sun isn't as hard as you think. Speaking aloud makes the clock tick, And i grow to reach the day to click An answer buzzing inside my clock. A lick put on the place, The place we met, that place that meant Words unsaid and people unmet I just hope it sent. A message to those boys and girls sitting Around the fire I begged to the God of mercy and thanks But i thought of that place That place we met, the place that meant Words unsaid and people unmet I just hope it Sent. That clock that ticks Ticks when i talk Talking tables toward the Trail Of tears, of blood, of grace and *****. I thought that buzzing answer was coming Into reach But it left me hoping Desiring more. And then the day came The day i made the clock tick When i found that answer to the way The question was stated i thought it sent. And know i realize with cold Cold eyes that the answer was In front of that place we met That place, that place. So now i sing Now I dance I just want you to know that Living inside the sun Isn't as hard as you think