Woke up to another cold blue morning Same old sky with the warning signs Neighbors say it’s “ljust the season But seasons shouldn’t swallow up your light Curtains closed ’cause it don’t matter The weather’s doing that for me Sixty-five days and counting Feels like time stopped at day three But I’ve been learning something in this darkness A spark can live even where the sun don’t start yet No sun for 65 days But I still glow in my own ways Yeah, the sky’s gone missing, but I won’t break I’ll burn brighter than the clouds can take No sun for 65 days But shadows don’t scare me the same.l If the daylight disappears or fades I’ll be the fire that the night can’t tame Tried to chase a little color in the grayscale Painted hope on the window glass Told myself that storms are temporary Even if they like to overstay their past Put on songs that feel like sunrise Bright enough to blind the gloom If the world wants permanent midnight Fine, I’ll make my own afternoon Yeah, maybe light is something you create when You’re tired of waiting for the sky to change again No sun for 65 days But I still glow in my own ways Yeah, the sky’s gone missing, but I won’t break I’ll burn brighter than the clouds can take. No sun for 65 days But shadows don’t scare me the same If the daylight disappears or fades I’ll be the fire that the night can’t tame Maybe darkness isn’t danger Maybe it’s a place to grow Maybe every winter teaches How to carry your own glow If the sun forgets to show up That’s alright—so did half my plans I’ll still rise with nothing but A heartbeat and my hands No sun for 65 days But I’m still shining through the haze Yeah, the world went dim, but I won’t fade I’m the wildfire that the storm can’t chase No sun for 65 days Still I’m finding brighter ways If the daylight disappears or strays I’ll be the reason that the night gets changed
