Low sun

Hold on

Fading light

When the fight turns to ash

And rain has washed away the blood

Can you stand in line

And see if you

Can see the sun shine?

Can you look to death

And ask him

To save your last breath?

Hold on

Low sun, hold on

Fading grace

When you chase peace with a halo’d gun

And all around you are losing faith

Can you stand in line

And see if you

Can see the sun shine?

Can you look to death

And ask him

To save your last breath?

Can you stand in line

And see if you

Can see the sun shine?

Would you look to death

And ask him

To take your last breath?

Hold on

Low sun, hold on

Hold on