I can feel it the future
I can see it in the culture
I see the Moon as the sunrise
See the stars with my morning eyes
Like a bear in the forest
Like the heat in the conscience
I take a walk through the tree line
Gettin’ on with father time
When do I begin?
Oh my, oh my
Surefire, yeah
The setting Sun is going to set on me
I’ve been waiting for a long time
I’ve been waiting in the sunshine
Looking ‘round like it’s storming
Drying out like a histamine
I’m the warden on the front line
A yellow soldier on a dead mine
Listen, lover, won’t you call me?
I’m a sucker for some harmony
Oh my, oh my
Surefire, yeah
The setting Sun is going to set on me
Oh my, oh my
Surefire, yeah
The setting Sun wants company
When do I begin?
When do I begin to end?
Oh my, oh my
Surefire, yeah
The setting Sun is going to set on me
Oh my, oh my
Surefire, yeah
The setting Sun wants company
