40 Miles From The Sun

Bush

there is nowhere 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


we come undone 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





i need to lose 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