Texty: Crowded House. Time on Earth. People Are Like Suns.

Sweet madness, it must be wrong
What kind of fool imagines love with all this going on?
The star?s burning in the empty sky
And the city is aflame with a million lights

And they come and they go in the blink of an eye
People are like suns and they?re burning up inside
People are like suns, the sun

Science will enable us to hear, to be crystal clear
To make diamonds in the shifting sand
Better take all the love that you?ve got
In a single hand

And they come and they go in the fullness of time
People are like suns, they are burning up inside
People are like suns, breathing into life

All that?s good in us, say it's because

It can't be helped, doesn't stop me thinking out loud
I could have done something

They come and they go, they come and they go
And they come and they go
People are like suns, people are like suns
People are like suns

They go out tonight, set this town alight
All fade into white