.losingsun Lyrics

Fall will come, and soon it's done. It's waking up, it's losing sun

Like raisins, like water. Like faces, like daughters

There's nothing near, and always clear. It's breathing, it's hunting

Like swimming tears, like digging out. Like changing years, like heavy doubt

It's all before, it's gone again. It never stops, it's giving in

Like raisins, like water. Like faces, like daughters