A Drawing of The Sun

It's so far away
With the Sun in its face
You tell me
Don't be there, stood broken by the day
You could tell by the way it is
And the Sun in their eyes
It's a beautiful day for some
Rolling into light
But I'll say that it's slow

And so we do, in a month of those sure ways
You could tell by how it all falls down
You're in the right place
It's like it always does, in a sullen cold way
You tell me don't be so low, you can't see
But it's all on your face
All on your face