Setting Sun

You can journey deep inside or out into the world - at the end you'll find the same

The overgrown pathways lead all the way back to the place from where we came

There's a beach that we go to, to feel a breath of faraway

One time we were down by the water's edge as all the light tuned burnished gold

And looking back along the cliffs a hundred people

From everywhere just standing in silence

All just staring at the setting sun

There's a swollen river running through our lives - of course it's faster every day

Takes familiar things we know and love and carries them away

There's always sadness in the heroes' eyes - what to do after the victory parade

All was left on the mountainside, then returning to a world that had changed

We become like a people listening for the bells

Of a church submerged a hundred years ago

All just staring at the setting sun

All just staring at the setting sun

Our spirits are all such restless things like the flying snow

The tangle of paths all lead at the end to the western shore

In the glimmering light you can watch the future come

In the coiling of the clouds, infinity calls

I'm coming back

I'm coming back, I'm coming back

Over the waves, the scattered islands

I'm flying into the horizon

All just staring at the setting sun

All just staring at the setting sun

All just staring at the setting sun

All just staring at the setting sun

Over the oceans, over the mountains

To the horizon

All just staring at the setting sun

All just staring at the setting sun