When the sun rose this morning
Over the world
I was so far away there
In a bunk I was curled
The sunlight was beauty
We worshiped our King
And friendship immersed me
In loving all things
This heart was at home
I'd want nothing more
Better than the ones
That came before
Now the sun sets
Now I'm back here
I wish that the sickness
Would reduce me to tears
Tears make things easier
Every once in a while
But as we lose daylight
I'm trying to smile
Because now we're not
Singing those songs
And now we're not
Running along
Yeah, now we're not
Hiking through trees
And now you're not
Walking by me
I don't know what to think
Not anymore
The breeze whispers to me
"You're not like before."
OH. MY. GOSH. YES
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