Cracks in the Sun

Whispering one at a time
Then it quells
A fine wine that tastes of hollowed pain

Sweet, simple mind, free of strain
What say I teach you
Another wretched behaviour, that's fail safe, soothed by the calming voice of me

Pruned, drying fruit, with poisoned seeds
Sorry young child
I could no t be with you, my time is sacred

Be strong of mind, a burning flame
Brighter than the silence

It's token, shameful, crying blame
Why won't you choose to stay
I spoke, and you seemed, so damn cold,
While my eyes, sting in the smoke.

Cuz It's broken bruised
My skin exposed
For these tortured hands
Crack in the sun

Scorching heat, burning thread; it's burning red
It seeks, seethes through through unrelenting dread

Time it kills the man, who gave in to sinking sands, only to be born again.

Cuz It's broken bruised
My skin exposed
For these tortured hands
Crack in

The sun against my will
(Who am I but a poor soul that bleeds himself dry)
The sun it breaks my heart
(Fire from the holster that shoots himself high, high, high)



Credits
Writer(s): Caleb Mader
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