Setting Suns Settling Sons Lyrics

Signals Midwest Setting Suns Settling Sons

I spent the night out on the pier last evening
Held my tongue and concentrated on breathing
Staying reserved can be so difficult
I’d skip town but it’s not that simple
It’s blurred, so scratched and clouded
The definition of “individual”
We’re all just players in a big production
Everybody’s looking for something
I closed my eyes and ran in any direction
Over kingdoms made of stone and steel & through crowded intersections
And as the lights turned from red to green I heard “hey man, you gotta go!”
I don’t know exactly what you mean but would you mind if I still said “no”
We are the ones that got away
We are the light in every youthful smile
We are the thieves and the liars and the sinners of our day
Breathe deep ‘cause the sky goes on for miles.