• I can see the shadows on the wall
    stretching as the sun gently falls
    ignoring morality
    we disdain mediocrity
    and wait to see what happens up on high
    on high, up high
    I can see the trees standing tall
    absorbing the twilight's dim call
    out of fear and despondency
    we hide in holy sanctuaries
    and wait out the night till sunrise
    sunrise, sun rise

    In so many ways we copy the sun
    in so many ways we submit when its done
    and wait it out pouting like a mother's son
    mother's son, sun's sons

    I can see the sun's dawning glare
    shaking the gloom off the air
    celebrating salvation's light
    we resume the traditional strife
    and labor for the next day
    next day, today
    I can see the hieght of the sun's stare
    shining down us like a mother's care
    united under a mutual plight
    we rely on eachother's life
    and follow this tradition till we waste away
    away, always

    in so many ways we follow the sun
    in so many ways we give up when it's gone
    and cry a symphony of silence as one
    as one, one as all

    In so many ways we copy the sun
    In so many ways we work as one
    in so many ways we ARE the sun
    as one, we are, the sun....