Lyrics

People all lay in the sun at some point in their lives But used not to take pictures so often when they did Tearing down our shelter to expose our raw insides Was once the game, but now we stay well hid It's not the same, they say, but this time they are right The minutes still may twist our necks in time Whoever believes they have found the source of light Should bravе the dark and bring it while they climb Anybody knows that nothing woodеn lasts forever And it's difficult to insure in the end Dust and light are kindred, and unsettled when they're in But to blow away so wide upon the wind People all know what to do to try to hypnotize Lens of sad, transparent as it favors what they did But I suppose the wheel of time will find their lives And wrench them from their pride and loose their limbs It's not the way the sun sings down that fills the sky And signals anymore that some new day will find its end The wind will come, we know the batteries will die We'll run out of messages to send Anybody knows that nowhere soon becomes an option And it's somewhere once a true somebody shows Light and dust, my goodness, oh what a concoction That the new arrivals take it up their nose People all lay in the sun at some point, I am certain Like the edge of one small dime it can be pleasing to the touch Even on that on yellow road, they pulled back on the curtain Who's home, and why'd you have to hide so much? People all lay in the sun at some point in their lives But used take less pictures when they did