Deep within the valleys of every man,
under seemingly immovable objects,
placed there by centuries of evolution,
lies a concealed sun.
It burns so bright,
and never sets,
waiting patiently to be noticed,
for the stones of time to make way.
Deep within the valleys of every man,
under seemingly immovable objects,
placed there by centuries of evolution,
lies a concealed sun.
It burns so bright,
and never sets,
waiting patiently to be noticed,
for the stones of time to make way.