Look at me here, the sun’s shining near.
Full of fear is the reaction from someone never near.

Do I care? Never seems to be the question from anyone over here.
Will I dear, answer you only with words of [bad word] 

It seems so long, time is always moving on.
Now you’re gone, I’ll keep moving on.

If you see that of which you may stand by me,
I’ll treat it as reality.

‘Warm Light From The Sky On My Shoulders’
MPK 2013