The Gloating Sun

Snap on your cap

There's a whispering breeze in town

The trees have found a voice and...

You're one for fun

You're one for fun in the gloating sun I've had

And now I'm making it

In front of a fireplace on stilts

Pay less attention to those sad kinds of fate

Or whatever word you used to call it

I'm up for climbing

I'm up for climbing

This time enough for us

Both black and happy

Before the souls have all been stopped

The drain will last for me still

Five jars, I'm drinking our fill

It takes a single kiss to start

Our laughing hearts...