Rise up, rise up. Come into your own.
Rise up and sit upon your throne.
Watching my shadow fall under me.
Dreaming of ways to set it free.

Shine, Shine
Let the sun take its place in the sky.
Shine, Shine
Let its light touch my face,
While I dream.

Watching years fly by over seconds.
Second-guessing myself - my motives.
Wasting time on tangents of pleasure.
Compare/contrast – I no longer measure.

Shine...

I wish I were melting – melting away.
No luck. My form will not fade.
So I’ll sit here and simmer under the sun
Visiting ghosts of the future to come.