Sunlight rusts us through
All for naught I know
Falls through our hands vanished
Falls apart ashes
Once I held a photograph
Of the sun
Rained down for us
From
A high place the moments pass
Every single one
Is a head rush
Now I'm still
And plain
No more words nothing
I fought by an angel's side
Getting what we want
Sunlight on us
Formed
Made from the darkest ice
So cold
Sunlight on us
I fought by an angel's side
Getting what we want
Sunlight on us
Formed
Made from the darkest ice
So cold
Sunlight on us
Sun - Lost In the Trees
