The Lower The Sun — Tom Vek

Looks like it’s over; been summer Looks like it’s all going to rut Looks like you know who your friends Looks like you know who to trust Looks like I’m opening doors now Looks like they’re closing behind With a pocket full of Polaroids I’ll take your picture again

The lower the sun the taller the shadows become The lower the sun the taller the shadows become

Looks like we’ll talk to our friends now Looks like it’s come to an end Looks like I’m taking you with me We went too fast through the bend Looks like I’m covering windows Looks like the moon is our friend I sit here waiting for nighttime On the seasons we depend

The lower the sun the taller the shadows become The lower the sun the taller the shadows become

The lower the sun the taller the shadows become The lower the sun the taller the shadows become

The lower the sun the taller the shadows become The lower the sun the taller the shadows become