Verse 1
I stood at the precipice crowing
So proud my sun outspoken
I stood above the cliffs of Dover
I stood
Stumbled broke an arm
Verse 2
I awoke covered in white wash
The same I had used in bad times
If I start now I can fix this, if I start now
Before the morning bell
Builds another sun
Chorus A
Whoa – a- a – oh
Build a Sun
Bridge
Elemental, metamorphic, hieroglyphic, pyroclastic sun!
Sentimental, broken-hearted, iron-welded, scatterbrained black sun!
Chorus B
Whoa – a- a- oh
Build a Sun
Instrumental
Verse 3
Made a camp down there in the ravine
Using hatchets then a good saw
I worked until I, I worked
Until the canted light
began to fire out

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