Can You Grow the Sun?

I see it in the undefeated face
We hollowed it
A superhuman spirit of a faith
It is a holy writ
Freedom now is breathing without pain
A tempting agony
Seek to keep the jailor from the fate
Keep him from the gate

In the same old way
With the same old grace
With the weeping gone
In the same old place
In the same old house
In the same old tree
With the same old night
With the blowing breeze
And its flowing with the wind
And we grow with sun
But can you grow the sun

I cannot see the ghosts that come to pass
Right in front of me
I only hear the rhythms of the past
And you fade with me
We realize the book is almost gone
Yet we see each page
We realize that we must leave this ball
So we follow it

And we must face this rain
Face this rain again
And we grow with sun
But can you grow the sun