The Sun Can't Hold A Candle To The Moon

You want a chance to make things better?

Or do you think that things will always be the same?

You think you can keep it together?

You'll re-invent yourself when nothing's left to gain.

Well here's your chance it's now or never...

You think you're competant and clever?

You'll re-assess yourself when no-one's left to blame

I could go on like this forever...

And it's all enough to get you on,

You'll find out in the morning sun,

that daybreak comes an hour or so too soon

So it's all in all, and in between

A starting gun, a lucid dream

coz the sun can't hold a candle to the moon.

And everything sounds like the Beatles.

And maybe you just feel like rolling like a stone...

With playlist queues and record needles

Regress and re-interpret, claim it as your own

and justification seems feeble

You're stuck exactly in the middle

When you're inside it's hard to see how much you've grown...

And now I'll stop speaking in riddles...

And it's all enough to get you on,

You'll find out in the morning sun,

that daybreak comes about an hour or so too soon

So it's all in all, and in between

A starting gun, and a lucid dream

coz the sun can't hold a candle to the moon.

Submerse yourself in isolation

Do you really think that you are better off alone?

Is it less of a frustration?

Did you envisage this, is it what you've always known?

And are you sick of this narration?

Do you respond to this coercion?

Can you adapt to which way this lonely wind has blown?

Did you know you're singing in 3rd person?

And it's all enough to get you on,

You'll find out in the morning sun,

that daybreak comes an hour or so too soon

So it's all in all, and in between

A starting gun, a lucid dream

coz the sun can't hold a candle to the moon.

And all is exactly as it seems

And I know you know what this bullshit means

When you feel like death and you're bursting your own balloon

When blackness is your brightest spark

And you'll understand what lights your dark