Solstice Grind Lyrics

Parched with no water
And no shade to hide in
The solstice was grinding
The day was long, I was seared

I suffered one hor-
-rific day in a
Subpar week in the makings
Of what was a pretty good year

Troubles turned fetters
The day clund and tethered
The ledger got redder
Each day thereafter
Burnt the same

And when I think
Concerning those who've seen the Sun
And of the troubles for each one
On and on
Toiling solstice grind
Tolling the ever bronzing rind
More so tolling their minds, and my mind, and I mind

Then I recalled one perfect
Day in a pretty good
Week in the makings
Of what was a typical year

And when I think
Concerning those who've seen the Sun
And of the troubles for each one
On and on
Toiling solstice grind
Tolling the ever bronzing rind
More so tolling their minds, and my mind, and I mind And I think
How if the rain finds each of us
Both for the just and the unjust
Well it must
Only mean one thing
The basis for what's fair is vain
And invention of the mind, your mind, my mind

You'll make your living
Then shrivelled and thinning
You'll dish it to your kids
And never see how it all fared

Kind of seems silly
To think it fulfilling
Filling then spilling
Each generation just the same

And when I think
Concerning those who've seen the Sun
And of the troubles for each one
On and on
Toiling solstice grind
Tolling the ever bronzing rind
More so tolling their minds, and my mind, and I mind

And then I think
How we in tragic days do tend
To be short-sighted and then
Forget
He who made the one
Also appointed days gone right
Both having purpose in their time, all in time, in time

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