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Cold Cold Sun

It might be thirty degrees,
it might be summer again,
there might be birds in the trees.
Feels like one hundred and ten.

but it's a cold cold sun
watching the clouds go by.
but it's a cold cold sun
in my eye.

It might be wet as the sea,
there might be rumbles and moans,
it might be sad as the wind
upon a desert of bones.

but it's a hot hot rain
up in the cloud filled sky.
but it's a hot hot rain
in my eye.

It might be darker than sin,
it might be lonely as ice,
even the stars up above
and sitting silent tonight.

but it's a loud loud moon
singing a lullaby,
but it's a loud loud moon
in my eye.