Sympathy For the Sun
Just call it sympathy
for the sun
As the moon rises
the sun is displaced
by a cold orb
The day is over and
our star has done it's job
Call it sympathy
for the sun
We're moving under
a full moon
Bravely it sends down
it's bright beams to this
planet
But for life to prosper
we need more light
Night will pass
We wait for
the return
of the golden orb
call it sympathy for the sun
Find that the battle's won
Just call it sympathy for the sun
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