Callous Sun Lyrics - Yann Tiersen

Callous Sun
By her bedsid
He brought to her a (?
By her bedsid
We sit to redee
My father, my fathe
He darkened my nam
My father, my fathe
You must not get away
The sun is out
And it's callous and stou
And i can't believe
Offer what
Offer what you can
The sun is out
And it's flawless and soun
And I can't conceive
The sun is out
And it's callous and stou
And I can't conceiv
Of this loneliness
My father turn
Turn away
The sun is out
And it's callous and stout
And I can't believe
Of the night I bleed (?)

It's reckless and helples
It falls down my fac
This conflict is comin
It wrestles with fear (?)
This folly/falling is coming (?)
It's fragrant with haste (?)