Center Of The Sun – The 88By Drag me out of eye for eyeWith Sundayʼs soulsWho live to dieAnd leave me in the pouring rainTo know myselfTo feel my painCause Iʼve been drawing closer every dayTo the center of the sunAnd though Iʼd like to tell you I could stayI know Iʼm already goneThen prop me up with stilts on fireWith ash and smokeBut still no higherBut easy now the die is castWho once was firstWill soon be last www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20