The Sun

Here it comes The unavoidable sun Where's my head? And what the hell have I done? And you know I don't remember a thing I don't remember A thing So I'm dumb Am I placating the numb? Should I fold? Cut off my tongue So you say Apparently I'm digging it in I can't feel A thing And you've won So I go bury my head in the ground Yet I won't lose what I said In the sound of the words and the numb that it brings Now I can't feel a thing Here it comes The unavoidable sum Of what's just happened And what's been done And you know I don't remember a thing I don't remember A thing But it keeps on coming and I stop But it keeps on coming and I stop But it keeps on coming and I stop But it keeps on coming and I stop But it keeps on coming and I just stand still But it keeps on coming and I just stop moving But it keeps coming, it keeps on coming So I start running and I stop But it keeps on coming and I just stand still But it keeps on coming and I just stop moving But it keeps coming, it keeps on coming So I start running and I stop But it keeps on coming and I just stand still But it keeps on coming and I just stop moving But it keeps coming, it keeps on coming So I start running and I just stop But it keeps on coming and I just stop moving But it keeps on coming and I just stop moving But it keeps coming, it keeps on coming So I start running and I just stop But it keeps on coming and I just stand still But it keeps on coming and I just stand still But it keeps coming, it keeps on coming So I start running And I run, and I run, and I run, and I run And I run, and I run, and I run, and I run And I run, and I run, and I run, and I run And I run, and I run, and I run