[Verse 1] Far beyond the farthest hedgerow there's a fire no hand ever lit, pouring morning on this garden since before the oceans settled in. I never earned a single ray, never bargained, never paid. It pulls the frost out of my cold blood on the flat stone where I wait. [Chorus] Eight minutes through the dark, then the morning on my face. All that night between us, still the light arrives the same. I never earned the warmth. You never asked me for my name. No bargain and no promise-- just another borrowed day. Sun, you never asked me for a thing. I'm thanking you anyway. [Verse 2] Every seed along the bean row is daylight folded into grain. Every wingbeat in the hedgerow is your fire wearing skin. The moth, the mice, the climbing vines, the silver drying on the silk-- we've been living from your table our whole lives beneath the sky. [Chorus] Eight minutes through the dark, then the morning on my face. All that emptiness between us, still the light arrives this way. It left before I knew I'd need it. It was already on its way. No bargain and no promise-- just another borrowed day. Sun, you never asked me for a thing. I'm thanking you anyway. [Bridge] I ain't building you a temple. You've got no use for walls. You never learned the songs I'm singing, never needed them at all. You don't know my name--that's the wonder. You don't need my praise to shine. You rise whether I hiss or sing, whether I believe or hide. You never promised me forever. Even stars run out of flame. So I mean it while I'm lying here with your fire along my back: no lure, no debt, no price I have to pay-- just eight minutes through the darkness and another borrowed day. [Final Chorus] Eight minutes through the dark, and the morning reaches me. Across the cold between the worlds, light falls on everything. The ray that wakes tomorrow may have left before tonight is through. You never knew that I was waiting. You never needed to. No bargain and no promise, no account to make me pay. Sun, you never learned my name-- I'm thanking you anyway. Yeah, I'm thanking you anyway. [Outro] And the one who keeps the night watch, giving back what she was loaned, pulling oceans through the darkness with that borrowed silver glow-- same light, second watch. I see you. Thank you, too.
