Mood of the day

there is nowhere left to hide :: there is nothing to be done :: no people to be saved :: no pets we've never named

40 miles from the sun :: as darkness craves the mind :: we come undone without our pride :: no time on earth to come :: all the pleasures just begun

40 miles from the sun

in our coats beneath the layers :: wash my skin of all the hate :: we should sleep late :: everything just kind of grates :: 40 miles from the sun

i need to lose to make it right :: i'll confront the stars tonight :: i will babble i will bite :: you'll never know how much you shine

40 miles from the sun