Claiming my sun

What do you tell yourself when you lay your head down
As the world disappears and your conscience asks you questions
Like is it worth it to colonize the sun?
Or hold all the clouds in your single fist
As you try chewing the rain on your way down?
Why do you fear those who spread out their minds
To capture the world the best way they know how
Before the fate of autumn leaves embraces them
Like it does to all of us.?
I think we are weary of moving out of the circle
As you push us down, under, left and right
As if the sun is in love with you alone
I am not moving, it’s your turn to move out
It’s my sun too…
It’s my sun too.