Urban Circus - Bent Knee

Push my head against the window

Stare into the blank

Snowflakes dampen all my happiness

The heat they burn does not reach me inside

I see only dark in the light

The sun does not rise high enough to burn the dark away

The moon is not quite bright enough the stars are scatterbrained

I run outside and search in vain

Battling winds that try to constrain

Looking for anything that brings me back what’s restricted in my brain

But I draw only blanks and lose faith in this game

Where is my sun, where is my sun?

It’s all gray

The sun does not rise high enough to burn the dark away

The moon is not quite bright enough the stars are scatterbrained

The sun does not rise high enough to burn the dark away

The moon is not quite bright enough the stars are scatterbrained

Look, it’s all gray