Drying Out in the Sun - Turboweekend

We’re fading spots on the horizon

Flecks of dust in the dunes

Pieces of brocken rock

Falling off the edge of the moon

We’re slipping from the top container

Losing air among the bottom grains

Keeping our hands up only for signs of impossible rain

While everything around me goes up in flames

I dream myself back to the shadow of your name

From the sky and down to the ground

It’s a crying shame

I have no one but myself to blame

For drying out in the sun

Drying out in the sun

Drying out in the sun (x2)

Are my ears

Playing tricks on me?

Do I hear the tides of a new sea

Rising up

From underneath the burning sands?

Echos from the walls of the wells

Waves against waves as the ocean swells

To swallow up every corner and crack of these badlands

While everything around me wavers in the heat

I dream myself back on my own two feet

From the sky and down to the ground

It’s a crying shame

I have no one but myself to blame

For drying out in the sun

Drying out in the sun

Drying out in the sun

Drying out in the sun

Drying out in the sun

Drying out in the sun

I’m drying out in the sun

Drying out in the sun

Drying out in the sun

Drying out in the sun

Drying out in the sun

Drying out in the sun

I’m drying out in the sun

Drying out in the sun

Drying out in the sun

Drying out in the sun

Drying out in the sun

Drying out in the sun

I’m drying out in the sun

Drying out in the sun

Drying out in the sun (x2)