The Sun

Lyrics

[Intro] Everything under the sun Is getting burned Everything under the moon Is gonna sleep And I think that one day soon It's all gonna- [Verse 1] Big bags of blood, or by inference, big bags of water Stitched too t-tightly at the seams Like packaging are hurtling through busy city streets They're running fast, but what are they running from? [Verse 2] Well, I hate to be the bearer of bad news But I've been all around, I've seen the globe from upside down There's no bearded man on a fiery throne With angels blowing trumpets below and calling out his judgment sounds [Outro] If God exists in a place like this, then Where else could a god or goddess be if he or she is not trapped inside? What if it's all just a black abyss and lips that kiss you When you're sick or feeling just a little out of touch