The Sun

Here it comes
The unavoidable sun
Where's my head?
And what the hell have I done?
And you know
I don't remember a thing
I don't remember a thing

So I'm dumb
Am I placating the numb?
Should I fold?
Cut off my tongue
So you say
Apparently I'm digging it in
I can't feel
A thing

And you've won
So I'll go bury my head
In the ground
Yet I will lose what I said
In the sound of the words
And the numb that it brings
Now I can't feel
A thing

Here it comes
The unavoidable sum
Of what's just happened
And what's been done
And you know
I don't remember a thing
I don't remember
A thing

But it keeps on coming and I stop
But it keeps on coming and I stop
But it keeps on coming and I stop
But it keeps on coming and I stop
But it keeps on coming and I
Just stand still but it keeps on coming and I
Just stop moving but it keeps coming it
Keeps on coming so I start running and I
stop
But it keeps on coming and I
Just stand still but it keeps on coming and I
Just stop moving but it keeps coming it
Keeps on coming so I start running and I
stop
But it keeps on coming and I
Just stand still but it keeps on coming and I
Just stop moving but it keeps coming it
Keeps on coming so I start running and I
stop...