How the time has passed and we've been talking to ourselvesnHoping someone passing by will hear our words and stop to listennAre we so deafened by the passing planes overhead?nCan we not see them, have our eyes become accustomed to the dark?nnWe watch the sunset from our tall tall towersnThat we built upon the victims of our glorious march.nHave we become silenced by the passing trains outside our window?nCan we not see them, have our eyes become accustomed to the dark?nnWe thought your hearts were beating, so soft we barely felt themnYour lungs were full from all of the things that you needed to saynnWhen we look in the mirror do we see anything at all?nHave we become nothing but the cracks in the walls?nWhen we look outside, do we see anything at all?nWas there ever really anything there?n(There is nothing there..)nnI hope you wake up one daynAnd tear the veils from our facesnAnd see how beautiful the world can be.nWe will open our mouths and reach our hands towards the sky..nThe Sun Has Come For Us Again!