The Sun
Still Patient? Lyrics


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The sun, the burning eye
Our heaven melts with the sky
Grey on grey time goes by

Sleep old friend, the trees call me home
Fire dies to ashes and bones at ev'ry end of the year

One, two, three, the Sun will die with me





Mankinds grave, the same old story
Sing with me the Song of Glory

Overall Meaning

"The Sun" by Still Patient? is a song with a solemn tone that reflects on the passage of time and the inevitable end of all things. The first verse describes the sun as a "burning eye" that watches over us, and how the sky and heaven seem to merge together as time goes by. This connection between the sun, the sky, and our own mortality is emphasized by the phrase "Grey on grey time goes by", a reminder that every day is one step closer to our own end.


The second verse speaks of the cycles of life and death, as the singer bids goodbye to an old friend (perhaps a loved one who has passed away) and reflects on the way that all things must eventually come to an end. The imagery of "fire dies to ashes and bones at ev'ry end of the year" suggests that the passing of time is like a cycle of death and rebirth - just as the sun sets each night and rises again in the morning, so too do we face our own "deaths" and "rebirths" each time we move through the cycles of life.


Line by Line Meaning

The sun, the burning eye
The sun, a fiery ball in the sky.


Our heaven melts with the sky
As the day turns to night, the sky fades to dark and heaven disappears.


Grey on grey time goes by
Time passes as everything fades to grey.


Sleep old friend, the trees call me home
I am called to my final resting place among the trees by a dear old friend called sleep.


Fire dies to ashes and bones at ev'ry end of the year
As the year comes to a close, all that was once fiery and alive becomes nothing more than ashes and bones.


One, two, three, the Sun will die with me
In my final moments, the sun will fade and die along with me.


Mankinds grave, the same old story
Throughout history, mankind has had the same fate - to be buried in the earth.


Sing with me the Song of Glory
Let us sing together the song of our great accomplishments and triumphs, even in the face of our inevitable demise.




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