[Verse 1: Gripp]
Pupils of the sky
Two suns holding hands
Galaxies the floor
Watch them as they dance
We don't have a word
For the kind of shine
Shed from an eclipse
When two suns align
[Bridge: Gripp]
O! The sun goes down
The sun goes down again
O! The sun goes down
The sun goes down again
[Verse 2: Gripp]
We don't have a word
For the second dusk
After one sun sets
While the other's up