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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

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007

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