The Sun Whispered a Secret

I went searching for sincerity 

and I started in the stars.

Up here, the words came clear to me.

I heard the song was ours.

The sun whispered a secret,

made me promise not to tell.

I told him I would keep it

safe and sound and well.

A wonder I could not have known,

but for the heat of his breath

that proved to me I'm not alone:

not in life, nor in death.

So, now I have my answer

and now I know my part

and when my eyes begin to blur,

I'll call it heaven's art.

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"If I look up and the sky's not there, is there any reason that I should be scared? When a promise is a promise, I know." Pedro the Lion Promise

"They took your life apart and called you failure's art." Elliott Smith Tomorrow, Tomorrow