Troy Von Balthazar I Block The Sunlight Out
Oh impossible, oh improbable, oh impractical, I block the
sunlight out. Oh incredible, oh our body's full, oh
improbable, I block the sunlight out. I block the
sunlight out. Oh invisible, oh our hands are full, oh
impossible, I block the sunlight out. Oh impressionable,
oh I'm almost full, oh impossible, I block the sunlight
out. I block the sunlight out. Someone out there
somewhere else is eating something sweet; they all seem
so beautiful, we are incomplete.
