What can the Hesitating Sun do for fun?
It tries to leave but it cannot leave
Stays at home all of the time
Tries to sink into the sky
What happens to his soul when he sits and waits?
Surrounded by his papers and the things he's made?
Does it satisfy to be alone?
Is he required to give return?
A man that does not want to die
Is like a sun stuck in the sky
Clings like child to horizon line
Clutched to the succour of it's mother's side
If I should decay into a shrouding mist,
A moulding, crusting, lifeless past
The light has gone anyway
The night has come into the day
A man that wants not to be alive
Is like a Sun that would refuse to rise
Lamplight, candlelight is forced to shine,
Flicking and burning in the endless night
Though he wants not life nor death
Is wretched in a way that has not yet been said
For what he wants cannot be done
What can the Hesitating Sun do for fun?
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