Build a little fire then you put the fire out
Build somebody up and then fill em up with doubt
Read another book on the train, on the train

Look up at the sun

I was the question on the lips

Of intelligentsia all afraid to shake their hips
I was a mystery to them
They looked up at the sun


Big, big
The problems are big

Small, small
The resolution is
Just the right size for to covering your eyes

When you look up at the sun

Fox in the hole doesn't want to be your friend

Show up every day with an apple in your hand
Tell the story of how you came to be a man
Looking up at the sun


Carry all your chains and put them in a trunk
Carry on, carry on until you run out of luck

Then still keep carrying on
Until you look up at the sun


Big, big
The problems are big
Small, small

The resolution is
Just the right size for to covering your eyes
When you look up at the sun


I built this heart from a printed out kit
Paper and glue and old peach pits

It beats and drums in the early morning hours
And melts underneath the sun


I look up in the back seat and rain is falling down
But the sun still shines through a crack in the clouds
I won't stop until I've reached my destination

And I look up at the sun