The city lights flick to display

bang there goes another day

The believers in the basement

they are singing songs about a way

reborn and regenerate

but none of this communicates to me

Up here on the second floor

I've forgotten what I'm waiting for

A friend, a brother, mother, woman

maybe

but I have all these in the sulphate

emotionless and considerate

to me

And it's a hard sun

a hard sun that

's been beating on my back

it's a hard sun

that shines it's light on me

it's a hard sun

a hard sun that

's been beating on my back

it's a hard sun

that shines it's light on me

The silver clock chimes off again

reminds me of my childhood pain

And the burden that was lifted

when I made it to the city

disillusioned and full of hate

but a member of the mother state and free

At empty walls I sit and stare

I sense a feeling in the air

In the throws of thought I wonder

can I make it on my own

but, deep down in my heart I known

that I ain't never, ever going home

And it's a hard sun

a hard sun that

's been beating on my back

it's a hard sun

that shines it's light on me

it's a hard sun

a hard sun that

's been beating on my back

And it's a hard sun

that shines it's light on me