quaint little rutted bucket



Thursday, November 17, 2005

[LYRICS]
The Setting Sun
Switchfoot
Nothing is Sound


I've got a wound that doesn't heal,
Burning out again,
Burning out again

I'm not sure which of me is real,
I'm alone again,
Burning out again

My hope runs underneath it all
The day that I'll be home

It won't be long; I belong
Somewhere past this setting sun
Finally free, finally strong,
Somewhere back where I belong

They're selling shares of me again,
But I'm not buying it,
I'm not buying it

My wound goes deeper than the skin,
There's no hiding it,
So I'm not trying it

My hope runs underneath it all
The day that I'll be home

It won't be long; I belong,
Somewhere past this setting sun,
Find me free, find me strong,
Somewhere back where I belong

Let the weak say I am strong, and it won't be long,
Let the right say I was wrong, and it won't be wrong,
Let us find where we belong,
Beyond the setting sun,
Beyond the setting sun

It won't be long; I belong,
Somewhere past the setting sun,
Find me free, find me strong,
Somewhere back where I belong

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