The sun was in my eyes
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It blackened my sight
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I was high with conviction
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That I was invincible
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The sun was in my eyes
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I was stricken blind
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I believed I could see through the dark
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As I followed the un-guiding light
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Pursuing the sun
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While causes of mine are still alive
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But barely carry on
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Pursuing the sun
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While friends lay in beds
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Recovering from their recklessness
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Give in to all the temptation
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Give up on all your beliefs
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Forget the feeling of the changing of seasons
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Wishing that summer would go on forever
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How long before it would get old
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Would you miss looking forward to when it starts to get cold
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The sun was in my eyes
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It came through the trees
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Consumed all of my mind
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It was all I could see
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The sun was in my eyes
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Something became of my life
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I left all else behind
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And starred into the light
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The sun was in my eyes
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Putting it off for a rainy day
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When it pours I’ll stay indoors
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To try to make things right
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The sun was in my eyes
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Thin ice on a summer’s day
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As I procrastinate
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It falls apart and melts away
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Pursuing the sun
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While causes of mine are still alive
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But barely carry on
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Pursuing the sun
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While friends lay in beds
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Recovering from their recklessness
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Going after the pleasures of summer
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Betray the comforts of our dark little space
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Believe their healing will cure all your trauma
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Becoming the person you’ve claim to hate
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True colors are shining through
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Trading the black for the yellow, green and blue
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The sun was in my eyes
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It came through the trees
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Consumed all of my mind
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It was all I could see
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The sun was in my eyes
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Something became of my life
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I left all else behind
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And starred into the light
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When summer came
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I was overcome
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Pursuing the sun and its hot summer days
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On the long road on the way to the grave
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The Sun Was In My Eyes: Part One
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| Woods Of Ypres |
