TOO much time in TOO few of words

Excuse me...
Take a few seconds to listen.
Hear the words of the sun.
"Both of us are dying,
but we must keep shining."
Look at all the pretty people
wishing they were the fairest of them all.
In the eyes of the beholder,
what do you see?

I see...
Clouds rollings on blue skies
with lonely people hiding
beneath the trees.
Trees that they cut down
just like the curtain in
front of the stage.
Stop acting here.
The sun has only a few rays left,
and your breaths are getting shorter.

Tell me...
Where are we going?
Spinning circles around a star.
Rotating our busy day
with time that's given on loan.
When you sleep in darkness
do you get to pay it back?
No more questions to ask,
but so many that need answered.
Look up and look around.
Are you happy with
what you see?

You don't have to turn your back...
There will be mornings that you would
rather dream through.
Alarm clocks that you
can't snooze to save your life.
A distant reminder that
you have a life that you
can't live in dreams.