Tekster:
Sundowner Four One Five Two

The bright lime green walls watched me sit in silence. And everything that had happened faded into nothing. Four a.m.-concrete bed. Rented car-thoughts

The war will never end. It crackles through the speakers. I watch as the landscape roll on by. And all the drinks have warmed me up from my toes on through

finally falls She'll wrap her arms around me. And when I drop into the sea. Let me rise in glory. I'm one in the glow of the rising sun. Across these

All the winter birds sing my name. I walk through these same alleys again. Silver grains of all light fall down. The pavement is so silent now. Anxiety

all the blinking lights, the colors painted in the night. Midsummer Classic blue and gold- Our City casts it's shadow. The kettle boil heads for a roll. Sundowning

to my lips. And I know this feeling I drift (soar) through the ceiling One day out of one thousand I'd guess. (Yeah one day out of one thousand or less