a shadow flies across the hills and darkness every valley fills i squint up to see where the sun has gone i hope it's just behind a cloud i guess the sunshine made me proud about myself at last, and this sudden eclipse hides my bounding pride in its shadow, the sun may never be coming back but i cannot comprehend that it could have come to an end, so i don't believe what i can't conceive of, and instead do the sundance with my bottle, on the off chance that my sun will come back out
