Staring at the Sun

I went driving south
4 am
to see an old friend
in the pouring rain
with every mile i slipped back through time
No one stares at the sun
for too long
itll burn your eyes
what if you knew it’d be gone at the dawn of the day
His hair was combed
pulled back tight
at least they played
songs he liked
there he was but he wasnt there
and i wasnt prepared
No one stares at the sun
for too long
for fear of blinding
what if you knew it’d be gone at the dawn of the day
No one stares at the sun
for too long
for fear of blinding
what if you knew it would never rise again
would you stare (*on the corner of the day*)
at the sun (*choking on the waves*)
i would stare (*on the corner of the day*)
(*choking on the waves*)
it’d be gone at the dawn of day.