Everything Under the Sun

Everything is black
Everything is white
I don't care anymore
It's all coming through my door
It's all spinning in my head
So I'll lie away in bed
Counting the days inside
Passing by
Just waiting on a dream

Can I move on
Can I go back
To the time of before
Of outstretched arms open doors
Outside days open minds
It'll return in time
After the flood goes by
Ships arrive
Just floating downstream

My head's feeling dead
My eyes are open wide
My ears cannot hear
My brain's not the same
It's done

And everything under the sun is
Exactly the same
Waking up and going around
With nothing to say
Only to sigh
When they reach the end of the day
I'm over it

Well something is lost
But something is gained and
I'm learning what for
Behind every front door
Beside every free mind is
A soul in their time
Feeling the light of day
In their way
Just taking in the scene

Still my head's feeling dead
Still my eyes are open wide
My ears just can't hear
My brain's forever changed
It's done

But everything under the sun
Has a rhyme and a name and
I'm here and
I'm finding the light in the gray and
I don't fear tomorrow or yesterday
I'm over it