smalldawn

Tell the horizon "wake up"
An ordinary day
The hills would solemn wait up
For her to call it day

Passive, hardly ever make it
Taking little pieces
Coming back again

Tell the horizon "wake up"
An ordinary day (hiding there)
The hills would solemn wait up (after it)
For her to call it day (day, day, day)

Passive, hardly ever make it
Taking little pieces
Coming back again

Headed for the sunrise
Some rise will come again
Making toward a new light
One day away
This is your moment
This is your only moment
So say something on it

Passive, hardly ever make it
Taking little pieces
Coming back again
Again

Headed for the sunrise
Some rise will come again
Making toward a new light
One day away
This is your moment
This is your only moment
So say something on it