Under the Burning Sun
We're the travelers that cannot find sleep
But we feed of dreams
Our search is an endless one
There's nothing to find on the peak
We don't know how to find where we are
We're lost
You'll often hear some of us
Desperately grasping to love
And in time
We'll find some relief
Only so we can kill it
It is pain that gives to our art
The illusion of ending
Under the burning sun
But we feed of dreams
Our search is an endless one
There's nothing to find on the peak
We don't know how to find where we are
We're lost
You'll often hear some of us
Desperately grasping to love
And in time
We'll find some relief
Only so we can kill it
It is pain that gives to our art
The illusion of ending
Under the burning sun
Credits
Writer(s): Julian Tran
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