yellow sun

when I see the sun rising every morning..
when the light comes above the mountains..
shining on my face..
don't feel myself a prisoner of the night..
those big dark clouds..
who's noiceless like ghosts the world lock in..
let my mirrorimage don't exist..
I could only search for rest..
like falling in an empty sea..

O, tell me a story..
of a land without fear..
O, let me hear your voice..
in that big sky so clear..
every morning you're rising, lighty queen, on 7 houre..
when I stand on a white hill..
sun, yellow sun, will you be my saviour..

feeling used, feeling obsessed..
why heaven isn't on earth..
it's somewhere else..
why they say he did it for God..
when he don't let hear..
just a melody of what there is..
or won't he throw in..
we're just puur weakness..
you exist once..
don't falling in an endless sea..

O, tell me a story..
of a land without fear..
O, let me hear your voice..
in that big sky so clear..
every morning you're rising, lighty queen, on 7 houre..
when I stand on a white hill..
sun, yellow sun, will you be my saviour..

when I see the sun rising every morning..
when the light comes above the mountains..
shining on my face..


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