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When The Sun Goes Down

from Nothing Is​.​.​. by Thomas Bryan Eaton

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A shot rang out around my head,
I felt lucky not to be dead
So I left this city, I hit the road
If I’m sitting still then I’m getting old.
If you look for me girl, I can be found
to the streets of gold, that’s where I’m going down
Isn’t it a pity, when you’re left all alone
But you’re acting like a child, I can’t condone

So stand up, turn around
You got to keep moving, when the sun goes down.
Sometimes I forget
to keep my feet on the ground.

You thought you were the only one
who could see the future, when will it come
but I know the truth, I can see right through
we are all one of the chosen few
So take it easy baby come on and sit right down
take off your coat, soak up the sound
of a song I’ll sing so innocently
time will pass but we’ll just let it be

Come Sunday, drive around
With the windows, all the way down
Sometimes I forget
which road, leads out of town.

Now this lake is frozen, the trees are bare
This trains moving slow, but I don’t care
Can’t think too much about where you should be,
that door will lock and you won’t find the key
But the sun’s gonna shine, wherever you are
In the summer, spring, winter & fall
I won’t be there I’m getting tired of you,
I don’t play games, I thought you knew.

So stand up, turn around
You got to keep moving, when the sun goes down.
Sometimes I forget
to keep my feet on the ground.

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from Nothing Is​.​.​., released December 25, 2020

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