Stunned One - Fruit Bats

You’re a stunned one

Squinting into the morning sun

And hoping that it doesn’t burn your eyes away

You’re from the old guard

But praying to a new god

Hoping for a thunderbolt to take the pain away

Cast off

Cut loose

Floundering

Maybe I could

Stop your

Wondering

You’re tired and you’re

Looking for a savior

Or maybe just a patron of the arts

A young gun

Aiming for a setting sun

And hoping that it doesn’t go and cut your heart apart

Unanswering

Unhappening

Undelivering

Maybe I could

Stop your

Shivering

You’re a stunned one

Squinting into the morning sun

And hoping that it doesn’t burn your eyes away, away, away