Eat The Light

A fine day under the sun

We find our chance to run away

Our raw heart blown to bits

Under the sun we orbit

Stray, stray

How great

How neat

A nice stroll under the hail

Glowing mist on our tail

We wait, wait

Under the sun we float

Under the sun we gloat and

Chase, chase

Such a tiny speck of clay

We eat the light day after day

We either stand by or we pray

We eat the light, and we can't tell-

How great, how neat, it is, this chase