Wild Sunsets

In that foreign bigger scheme of things
There’s a time and place for everything
And you can cheat the damn reaper once or twice
This cat lying here, he’s got one last life

In the shock of June we’re on a precipice
A gathering, where life meets death
And it’s a headlong rush into the grip of fear
He’s in the anteroom
There’s two doors out of there

Come back to us, we’re all waiting here
Those who love you much, they’re scared, scared, scared
Strangely life goes on the same
But the question remains; can you take the pain?
It’s hard to tell in life when you’ve been truly blessed
Wake up now brother, forget the rest

It’s times like these real peace you’ll get
From music and wild sunsets
Where once all details clearly read
Have now been turned to silhouette
Sunset

He manages to dream, a while
For a while

In a lonely, roofless Cadillac
He’s on an open road
And he won’t look back
It’s a bright blue cloudless morning sky
It’s the greatest drive
And he wonders why
There’s a world of possibilities
And it’s a world of much facility
It could be said that it’s a strange privilege
To be brought close like this
A tectonic shift

It’s times like these real peace you’ll get
From music and wild sunsets
Where once all details clearly read
Have now been turned to silhouette
Sunset

It’s times like these real peace you’ll get
From music and wild sunsets
Helicopters landing as their golden blades shed flakes of red sunset