Bent Knee Urban Circus
Push my head against the window
Stare into the blank
Snowflakes dampen all my happiness
The heat they burn does not reach me inside
I see only dark in the light
The sun does not rise high enough to burn the dark away
The moon is not quite bright enough the stars are scatterbrained
I run outside and search in vain
Battling winds that try to constrain
Looking for anything that brings me back what's restricted in my brain
But I draw only blanks and lose faith in this game
Where is my sun, where is my sun?
It's all gray
The sun does not rise high enough to burn the dark away
The moon is not quite bright enough the stars are scatterbrained
The sun does not rise high enough to burn the dark away
The moon is not quite bright enough the stars are scatterbrained
Look, it's all gray
