There is nowhere left to hide.
There is nothing to be done.
No people to be saved.
No pets were never named-forty miles from the
sun.
As darkness craves the mind.
We'll come undone without our pride.
No time on earth to come.
All the pleasures just begun-forty miles from
the sun.
In our coats beneath the layers.
Wash my skin of all the hate.
We should sleep in late.
Everything just kind of grates-forty miles from
the sun.
I need to loose to make it right.
I'll confront the stars tonight. I
will babble I will bite.
You'll never know how much you shine-forty
miles from the sun.