I open my eyes The sun is gone Must trust my sense that something’s wrong Consider the lives of you and I Deep down is where we all reside Don’t take as his truth, the lies they told Cause nothing that breathes, is made of gold Reflection gives me clarity I hope you will get what you need Frustrated faces look away Forever gone a new path is laid I feel all the thunder I feel all the rain And when the sun flies low I feel it again and again and again