At the rise of sun a meal is made
That it would sustain bodies during days
But the bodies take the meal with haste
Tongues would like to taste, sweet teeth cannot wait
So we stare out at winter cold
Through a window
If my son could shut his weary eyes
Surely I would smile on my sleeping child
The jealous bridesmaids standing in a line
Could not bear to smile on the beautiful bride
So we stare out at winter skies
But the snow has deceived our eyes
For opposite sides are blind
There’s stinging in all the white
Fear is the tie that binds
A chasing to all these lies
I fall for it every time
Please let me fall asleep
I’m tired of worrying
About what we could have been
I’ll be the western sky
And you be the sea and we
We’ll let our blues collide
I am the western sky
And you are the sea
And we have drawn a line
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