Setting Sun

I tried to pray like Jesus, I tried to preach like paul
But I could not get right with god at all
I was raised to rise for the risen one
But all I see is the setting sun

Now, what the dyin' gambler knows, the sinner sells
And we gon' revelate upon it, ring them bells
Get straight and meditate upon it, till it's done
I seen the halo below the setting sun

Now, all that's solid is gon' melt into air
But honey, I don't care
Just kiss my lips till they split, till my red blood run
Then put your arms around me
Like a circle 'round the setting sun



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Writer(s): Christopher Watkins
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