Sunlight Confessional

I think the sun has favorites, I can't get no light
Tell my mom I made it if this makes it right
I'm so unaffiliated, I can't choose one side
I been balance on this fence since I began my life
I been challenged to confess by those who read my mind
I can't manage to betray my sense of newfound fight
No advantage to my struggle under poverty line
No damage really, look at me, I turned out fine
Headphones on, and no lights when I cook up
They say the end soon, don't stress, don't look up
Don't get took up, yes I'm shook up
Yes I'm your neighbor, I need some sugar
The birds and the bees, or the trees and the seeds
Doubt's a disease that the ground can't receive
Growth is beneath all the branches you see
See, I lost all my shine, somewhat hard to retrieve

I long for days that haven't passed by
The memories I haven't yet made
Or the ones that sound better retelling them
Filling gaps when the memories fade
I long for days that haven't passed by
The memories I haven't yet made
Or the ones that sound better retelling them
Filling gaps when the memories fade

I long for new sights, a new fragrance
In the end I'll head back to the waves
Maybe one day I'll know what I'm missing
For now I sit across a blank page
I see new people and think the same things
See new faces, but they're all arranged
Arrays of noses and ears with a hint of a fear
That we notice but we can't explain
I once thought I'd change the world, now I don't know how
I aim for the stars, I don't land on a cloud
I fall back to the waves, with sun rays in my face
And the salt just a taste of the home that I've found
I love it and miss it, though I'm here in the now
I frequently think that I'm holding it down
Can you love your home but just think for a bit,
That you need to grow up and and you need to grow out?

I long for days that haven't passed by
The memories I haven't yet made
Or the ones that sound better retelling them
Filling gaps when the memories fade
I long for days that haven't passed by
The memories I haven't yet made
Or the ones that sound better retelling them
Filling gaps when the
Filling gaps when the memories fade