Under the Same Sun

The day's at an end

and here I brought these

pair of weary feet

and yearning heart

underneath the comforting

shade of this lonesome tree.

This tree and I are of

kindred spirits,

both patiently waiting,

hopefully wishing that in

time, we'll reach the sky

even though our feet

are rooted to the ground.

We stood there,

underneath the light

of the setting sun,

the shadows dancing 

its way towards us.

We stood there,

both patiently waiting,

hopefully wishing 
for a miracle with the next sunrise.

Will you be there, when the day is done?

Will you be there?

Under the same, under the same sun

***If only I could play as half as good as him, I'd probably play this one all throughout the day.