If one watches the sun as it ascends into the sky
They might feel as this glory is a new experience
For darkness is scattered with the moon and night
But if one watches the event with red tired eyes
The absence of sleep makes a cycle feel complete
Watching as darkness it is now chased by light
The day takes upon it new meaning, a promise kept
Darkness might come, but the light waits to be seen
And will come again, the cycle demands it
Light will renew, life is real, not a dream
We can trust that the sun will rise again
Whatever we endure, it will return
In the heavens, the light will burn
They might feel as this glory is a new experience
For darkness is scattered with the moon and night
But if one watches the event with red tired eyes
The absence of sleep makes a cycle feel complete
Watching as darkness it is now chased by light
The day takes upon it new meaning, a promise kept
Darkness might come, but the light waits to be seen
And will come again, the cycle demands it
Light will renew, life is real, not a dream
We can trust that the sun will rise again
Whatever we endure, it will return
In the heavens, the light will burn
