A Thousand Suns
Paul Klusman
Over the back of the top of the chair
Over the tops of the tips of your ears
The morning sun warms the cozy spot where
You spent all those happy years
Over the tops of the tips of your ears
The morning sun warms the cozy spot where
You spent all those happy years
The first bright beam from the eastern sky
Searches blindly where you used to lie
And kindly paints a golden hue
Lovely where I last saw you
Happily sleeping some days before
Now resting there no more
Now resting there no more
Still, the sun in his running hastens the hour
When a bird sings awake and opens the flower
When heat rises up and ripens the day
Joyfully come what may
When a bird sings awake and opens the flower
When heat rises up and ripens the day
Joyfully come what may
What joy you broke your earthly bond
Now shine in the great beyond
Now shine in the great beyond
Casting your light over the mountains and seas
Over diamonds in the morning dew
Past the horizon and above the trees
Beyond the delirious, burning blue
Over diamonds in the morning dew
Past the horizon and above the trees
Beyond the delirious, burning blue
Sure like a hawk and sweet like a dove
For the elders of daughters and sons
Forever set in the heavens above
You shine like a thousand suns
For the elders of daughters and sons
Forever set in the heavens above
You shine like a thousand suns
