Mar 4, 2019
“ I had been lost to you, sunlight. And flew like a moth to you, sunlight. Oh your love is sunlight Oh your love is sunlight. But it is sunlight. Oh, the tale is the same. Told before and told again. A soul that’s born in cold and rain Knows sunlight, sunlight, sunlight. At last can grant a name. To a buried and a burning flame As love and its decisive pain, and Oh my sunlight, sunlight, sunlight. “ - Sunlight, Hoizer. A fireborn boy and a light that made him feel the warmth of the sunlight.
