40 Miles From The Sun - Bush
There is no where left to hide.
There is nothing to be done, no people to be saved.
No pets we've never named, 40 miles from the sun.
As darkness craves the mind.
Come un-done without our pride, no time on earth to come.
All the pleasures just begun, 40 miles from the sun.
In our coats beneath the layers.
Wash my skin of all the hate, we should sleep late.
Everything just kind of grates, 40 miles from the sun.
40 miles from the sun, 40 miles from the sun.
Like I need to loose to make it right.
I'll confront the stars tonight, I will babble I will bite.
You'll never know how much you shine, 40 miles from the sun.
40 miles from the sun, 40 miles from the sun.
40 miles from the sun, from the sun.
40 miles from the sun, 40 miles from the sun.
40 miles from the sun, 40 miles from the sun.
40 miles from the sun.
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