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Sun Queen
The morning star stretches out its arms
And little birds begin their song
Reminding us to wake
But I am trapped in a wonderful dream
Not ready to depart
My eyes shut tight like doors
Holding back the beating fists of revolution
A single tear could lead an army
A violent coup to storm the halls of my heart
The tide of chemicals washing away
A powerful hand gently lifts me to reality
Unable to resist with all my strength
Forced to face the light of the Sun
Holding fast to memory
Bent in supplication
Praying for the return of the Moon
