The sun taunts you, in everything you do.

The sun taunts you,
In everything you do.
Like a substance that works for everyone else,
But has no effect on you.
It shines for places,
You'll never go.
It shines for people,
You'll never know.


You believe that in your entire life,
You will never feel,
What it's like.


So you turn away...
Dream about an escape...
A hole in the earth deep and cool...
That you could climb down into...


I despise the rising,
Of the upsetting sun.
I'll hide away,
Until the day is done.
I'll exclude myself,
A few months of every year.
To avoid the drama,
Of the sun, sweat and tears.


You could fall away
and no one would know.
Release the tension of holding on,
Feel the high of letting go.


So you turn away...
Elude the pressures of the sun...
Go find your place in the shade...
Far away from everyone...






It's so easy to get your fill...
When the engine turns and pushes in the dirt...
It's so easy to be satisfied...
When all you want to do is lay down and die...




The Allure of the Earth...
Those dreams can come true...
When you make a deal with the earth...
Who says, "Here's what I can do for you..."


The Allure of the Earth...
When you are through with trying...
When you are tired and days are long...
Letting go seems so inviting...


The Allure of the Earth...
The desire to give up...
It is the encouragement...
When you are discouraged...


The Allure of the Earth...
When the urges aren't worth fighting...
The temptations on the great beyond...
Become so exciting...