Observing the dawn 'till it breaks. All goes upside down as the day breaks. A hundred pieces of thought of the hope were dancing on a rope, that made me go off the deep end.
Don't let the sunshine rain down on me as long as the earth isn't far below me. I'll climb the hills of the sky, won't cry here and die, want to fly up enough to divide sunlight.
The stream of false dawn, can't let me down, Much can be done right for this time, and no need to be known, still good to the bone. Ready to drown deep in the sky.
