Can I feel the flavor of the sun?
Sure as the days come
It appears I heard it wrong
In a hot, hot message from above
As clear as the days come
Was it I who heard it wrong?
For what it's worth
We have nice things, but they don't work
Words to say, but who are they meant for?
It occurs to me, we're headed back
When you said I was vain
Oh, you know I only can promise you
To take what remains
And fuse it with the will to change
In our own certain way we've started it
Are you in the favor of the sun
As sure as the days come?
To your peers, you may be wrong
Don't even think about it
Unless you have the aching in your head
You can't relieve
And to this sentiment we are in tune
So high
Go slow
To count the ways we should know
It occurs to me, we're headed back
When you said I was vain
Oh, you know I only can promise you
To take what remains
And fuse it with the will to change
In our uncertain way, we've started it over
