If You're Gonna Be the Sun

Words and music by Bill Price

The road shone like a guillotine - empty as a Hopper scene - far to go
All roads lead to roads like this - a choice is a chance into the abyss - far below

Your humble house at dusk (embrace the mourning son)
Nighthawks - pale face
Smokestacks choke the sky (replace the morning sun)
Midnight - coal black

A shadow's here, a shadow's gone
The night is dark and then it dawns that

The night might churn
You might even learn
The light might burn
If you're gonna be the sun

Illumine now the vacant room - the floor's caressed by nature's broom - brash and blue
Outside the view is too serene - a rocking boat, a lighthouse dream - more than true

A white window frames the sky (replace the mourning son)
High noon - solo
A brownstone bathed in white (embrace the morning sun)
Daybreak - rooftop

A figure's here, a figure's gone
The fact is that you figure on that

The night might turn
You might even yearn
The light might burn
If you're gonna be the sun

I see a million faces in the clouds
It just looks like rain
I look into the clouds and see a million faces floating free, then you tell me it just looks like rain

It then reveals itself so bright
If there's a shadow, there must be light and

The night might churn
You might even learn
The light might burn
If you're gonna be the sun

© 2015 Mr. Quill Music (BMI)