The sun's coming up, here I am again   Carving both of our names in the bark   The sun's coming up, as it's always been   Pulling song from the lungs of the lark      Now I don't mind this thirst all the time   To be first in the sun   To be cursed, it might be fun   Such fun      The sun's coming up, I'm awake again   As I sit staring out at the park   The sun's coming up on Blue Ridge again   I forget why I left in the start   Still the sun's coming up on Blue Ridge again   You forgot where I was in your heart      But I don't mind this thirst all the time   To be first in the sun   With this thirst on my mind   To be first in the sun   To be first in the sun   To be cursed, it might be fun   Such fun