I Am the Sun

«I'm stupid for you, inner-space-man-angel»
I should’ve cut the crap there, but I was drinking too much
(Then she said)
«Joan Of Arc was cool, but she got burned
Like I’m burning out for you, I’m centrifugal
I am the sun, I am the sun, I am the sun, I am…»
We had a minor adventure, took a ride in her car — ended up in a forest
somewhere
She took the keys and threw them in the ditch, disappeared into the mud and
pitch
I must’ve walked the world that night until dawn, but she’s gone
(And she’d said)
«Jesus was my age, when he got nailed
I’m coming back to you, I’m paranormal
I am the son, I am the son, I am the son…»
Ride on, ride on, it’s not over
Shine on, shine on, it’s not over
Ride on, ride on, it’s not over
Shine on, shine on, it’s not over