Into the Sun
Oh so small looking down when you fly so close to the sun
With a spade digging down under the cold ground
Into the city
The clocks are ticking
Keep your eyes on the sun
I hear her calling
Over the noise of the roar
I feel her moving under the ground
I see her shapes but
I can't see anymore
Pack the Datsun
It's time to get out, get out
Into the sun
As the dew on the blades of grass catch the winter sun
All the elements collect, mocking as you get cleaning white walls
In the face of regret, the fence that you jumped when freedom calls
In the desert there's a horse with no home
Dies where it falls
Into the city
The clocks are ticking
Keep your eyes on the sun
I hear her calling
Over the noise of the roar
I feel her moving under the ground
I see her shapes but
I can't see anymore
Pack the Datsun
It's time to get out, get out
Into the sun
(Into the sun)
(Into the sun)
(Into the sun)
(Into the sun)
Oh so small looking down when you fly so close to the sun
With a spade digging down under the cold ground
Into the city
The clocks are ticking
Keep your eyes on the sun
I hear her calling
Over the noise of the roar
I feel her moving under the ground
I see her shapes but
I can't see anymore
Pack the Datsun
It's time to get out, get out
Into the sun
With a spade digging down under the cold ground
Into the city
The clocks are ticking
Keep your eyes on the sun
I hear her calling
Over the noise of the roar
I feel her moving under the ground
I see her shapes but
I can't see anymore
Pack the Datsun
It's time to get out, get out
Into the sun
As the dew on the blades of grass catch the winter sun
All the elements collect, mocking as you get cleaning white walls
In the face of regret, the fence that you jumped when freedom calls
In the desert there's a horse with no home
Dies where it falls
Into the city
The clocks are ticking
Keep your eyes on the sun
I hear her calling
Over the noise of the roar
I feel her moving under the ground
I see her shapes but
I can't see anymore
Pack the Datsun
It's time to get out, get out
Into the sun
(Into the sun)
(Into the sun)
(Into the sun)
(Into the sun)
Oh so small looking down when you fly so close to the sun
With a spade digging down under the cold ground
Into the city
The clocks are ticking
Keep your eyes on the sun
I hear her calling
Over the noise of the roar
I feel her moving under the ground
I see her shapes but
I can't see anymore
Pack the Datsun
It's time to get out, get out
Into the sun
Credits
Writer(s): Stephan Gale Paridjanian, Oliver Howard Knights
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