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SUNdrenched sorrowS

Sundrenched sorrows
Sundrenched worries of tomorrow’s
Troublesome wind and rain
Driving me and you insane
I can’t be sane…

Anxious as always
It remains here to stay…
Going through these days
Of a grief-stricken sunray

Sundrenched sorrows…
Sundrenched sorrows…
There are no tomorrows
No time to yield a shield in hand
Understand where I stand…
I stand on pillars of rocks…
I cast away broken glass
My feet on the glistening grass…
The past in the past…
So listening to our future
I can’t go on
Can’t go on…the time is ticking too fast
My pain is rather vast…
So, endure…we’ll find a cure

Sundrenched sorrows
Sundrenched depression borrows
From my kingdom of loneliness
It’s a kind of pain and distress
I can’t really explain…

Anxious as always
It remains here to stay…
Going through these days
Of a grief-stricken sunray

Sundrenched sorrows…
Sundrenched sorrows…
There are no tomorrows
No time to yield a shield in hand
Understand where I stand…
I stand on pillars of rocks…
We are temples of the Lord of Accord
We are like a shield and a sword
I cast away broken glass
My feet on the grass…
The past in the past…
Well, I dwell in shadows
I can’t go on
Can’t go on…the time is ticking too fast
My pain is rather vast…
Silhouetted in sunlit glows

Sundrenched sorrows
Makes me feel hallow inside
Makes me empty, who knows…
Where the wicked wind will blow and subside…
Subside from my side…
Abide by His alone
You’re a tranquil tide
Not on your own…
Time…

Anxious as always
It remains here to stay…
Going through these days
Of a grief-stricken sunray

Anxious as always
It remains here to stay…
Going through these days
Of a grief-stricken sunray

Sundrenched sorrows
Sundrenched sorrows
They come and go
Sundrenched sorrows
Sundrenched sorrows
They blow to and fro
Like the wind and the rain 
The fiery darts of in-vain
Drives us all insane…
I lost my mind train…

After all, we are all; 
After all, we’re in appall
Sundrenched sorrows-bound
Sundrenched sorrows with no sound
Lost and found, so lost and found
Lost our way until we hit the ground 
Vigilant and tall…
Hear us as we call
Heal us through our fall…
Hear our free-falling, sorrowful call

We’re not garanteed tomorrow,
So let’s live in the now, you know?

Copyright © J.W. Earnings

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