The sun goes down He takes the day, but I'm grown And in your way He walks away My tears dry on their own In this blue shade So we are history Your shadow covers me The sky above ablaze

The sun goes down He takes the day, but I'm grown And in your way He walks away My tears dry on their own In this blue shade So we are history Your shadow covers me The sky above ablaze

The sun goes down He takes the day, but I'm grown And in your way He walks away My tears dry on their own In this blue shade So we are history Your shadow covers me The sky above ablaze

But in the evening when the sun goes down Crawl from the shadows got to get into town Where the music is playin' all across the night And every cloud disappears from sight I don't mind the pain, or the jokers' cold refrain The days pass by so slowly, I

Turn your face towards the sun Let the shadows fall behind you Don't look back, just carry on And the shadows will never find you I've been burned I've been burned You've seen me lose control It's not worth it's not worth it's not worth Lost in the rock

Just you and I Walking in the moonlight Music is playing in the darkness And a lantern goes swinging by Shadows flickering my heart's jittering Not tonight come tomorrow When everything's sunny and bright (Sunny and bright) No no no come tomorrow 'cause

We gazed upon the chimes of freedom flashin' Well, far between sundown's finish and midnight's broken toll We ducked inside the doorway, thunder crashin' As majestic bells of boats struck shadows in the sun Sayin', it may be the chimes of freedom

Run to the sea Raining in your heart We turn away to face the cold, enduring chill As the day begs the night for mercy love The sun so bright it leaves no shadows Only scars carved into stone On the face of earth The moon is up and over One Tree Hill We

There's nothing I can say There's nothing we can do now And every time you try Goodnight, travel well The unknown distance to the great beyond Stares back at my grieving frame To cast my shadow by the holy sun My spirit moans with a sacred pain

But I see your angel, don't act young and wasteful Come to the garden and let your guard down Come to your senses it will all be clear The star in your eyes, the glimmer in the shadow You are more than able, of cutting through the cable Yeah, yeah (ah) I