WE store our days in attics then wait upon the sun to answer for our failings but not tell anyone. YET dust will settle anywhere and cracks are sure to show: we store our days in attics but, somehow, they still know

WE store our days in attics then wait upon the sun to answer for our failings but not tell anyone. YET dust will settle anywhere and cracks are sure to show: we store our days in attics but, somehow, they still know