Looks like its over; been summer
Looks like its all going to rut
Looks like you know who your friends
Looks like you know who to trust
Looks like I’m opening doors now
Looks like they’re closing behind
With a pocket full of Polaroids
I’ll take your picture again

The lower the sun the taller the shadows become
The lower the sun the taller the shadows become

Looks like we’ll talk to our friends now
Looks like it’s come to an end
Looks like I’m taking you with me
We went too fast through the bend
Looks like I’m covering windows
Looks like the moon is our friend
I sit here waiting for nighttime
On the seasons we depend

The lower the sun the taller the shadows become
The lower the sun the taller the shadows become

The lower the sun the taller the shadows become
The lower the sun the taller the shadows become

The lower the sun the taller the shadows become
The lower the sun the taller the shadows become