The Sun
The sun just rise suddenly upon me
With its radiant heat measuring about ninty degrees
The town is having a melting spree and many people have to flee
The water is very hot and I have an icebag on my back
People are gathering around and they are murmering in the
swealtering town and watching memory traveling outward bound
It is just another day when the spirit will rise up from a decay
And history will have to compete while you crawl upon your knees.
The heavens will rise with the sun until the day is done.
I can see them comming, I can hear them crying, the tension is getting high and it is forming a mountain in the sky. And the story will be told when the days are getting bold me up there and you down here.
Then you will see the flame burning brightly in the day and the
heavens will slowly melt away.The morning will stand upright and minister to your growing delight as the sun lights up the morning sky.
Far beyond the spiritless sun is where my heart-string originated, its boldness has lifted the pride with great joy and a mindless delight.The sun is moving along, and it is singing a merry little song. I can feel the intensified heat as history tries desperately to compete.
The message will ring and everyone will have to shout from the crowd
I have lived and survived another day and everything will come my way.
Come and travel with me to the deep and watch the world will be complete.
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