The city lights flick to display
bang there goes another day
The believers in the basement
they are singing songs about a way
reborn and regenerate
but none of this communicates to me
Up here on the second floor
I've forgotten what I'm waiting for
A friend, a brother, mother, woman
maybe
but I have all these in the sulphate
emotionless and considerate
to me
And it's a hard sun
a hard sun that
's been beating on my back
it's a hard sun
that shines it's light on me
it's a hard sun
a hard sun that
's been beating on my back
it's a hard sun
that shines it's light on me
The silver clock chimes off again
reminds me of my childhood pain
And the burden that was lifted
when I made it to the city
disillusioned and full of hate
but a member of the mother state and free
At empty walls I sit and stare
I sense a feeling in the air
In the throws of thought I wonder
can I make it on my own
but, deep down in my heart I known
that I ain't never, ever going home
And it's a hard sun
a hard sun that
's been beating on my back
it's a hard sun
that shines it's light on me
it's a hard sun
a hard sun that
's been beating on my back
And it's a hard sun
that shines it's light on me
