Gone in Bloom and Bough

[02:13:10]back to when my sun died

How does it feel to wonder

How does it feel to know who we are

I cannot find one answer

I cannot find my way

My sun died

My sun died

My sun died

How does it feel to wonder

How does it feel to know who we are

I cannot find no other

I cannot find my way

back to when my sun died

My sun died

My sun died

My sun died

Now that it falls we live with you

Now that I feel the same with you

Now that it falls we live with you

Now that I found the way there

(Instrumental)

My sunlight

My sunlight

My sunlight

My sunlight

My sunlight

My sunlight

My sunlight

My sunlight

My sunlight

My sunlight