(Music, Lyrics, Guitar - Dan Bach) (Vocals - Chase Breedlove) In the setting sun our shadows touch, and the light spreads thin below us. (Chorus:) Your eyes lie in wait, poised like a trap, like the tip of a blade. And I fall into your gaze and sink into the depths, as you turn away. The dying light claws the ground, scraps my skin, and drags me down. I stare into the sun to watch you walk away; your shadow grows long as though it wants to stay. (Chorus) (Chorus) Copyright 2009 by Dan Bach

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