Red Sun
Stokes Nielson / Two State Brothers
I hear the talking, it's all around me
They're always talking.
I hear the shaking, of our foundation
I hear the shaking...over me.
All I ever wanted was, just an indication of
A sun that's coming up...
A sun that's coming up again.
But all I ever got from you was a hand to pull me in the sinking sand
And a sun that's coming up...
A sun that's coming up red.
I hear the voices, They're all around me
I hear the voices.
I feel them selling, they're always selling
I feel them selling...over me