Besedila: Iron & Wine. The Sun Will Rise.

What if you were told that the sky would fall tomorrow night

Would you run and hide or go and play?

What if you were told that a boy named Cain was right outside

Would you run and hide or go and play?



A smile will bring a smile, a pail filled with rain

Your mothers milk will dry, the sun will rise again



What if you were told that your lover's hands were dead and cold

Would you run and hide or go and play?

And what if you were told the only point to life is to get old

Would you run and hide or go and play?



The sun will rise again and again and again