i ve listened to the things you people say letting all that love you hide see the light of day open up and let it show make it plain for all to see i guess i just don t think that way such ways are not for me they re not for me i guess i always knew i d start a war and lock my chances in with me hang a rag outside that door and if i had a mirror i would point my mirrors to your ships and laugh just like a burning sun but then that wind began to crawl and i stumbled through the pages in the book how did i end up selling urchins to the sea is it me or was it just another day when i rose and fell just like a burning sun i moved on without friends and family for doing all that putting up and pinning all that faith on me one by one i let them down now they wonder why they wonder how i walk around just like a burning sun how do i sing of all the empty pages that it took when i feel i feel i m selling urchins to the sea is it me or was it just one hundred days so i rise and fall just like a burning son just like a burning son