Moth under the lamp Handwriting the envelope Grass stains on the dress A tide washing up What was he like Before he was your father? When he was the first son A god in a teenage temple? Look at the sun (Look at the sun) Look at the sun It's going down (It's going down) It's going down Mother closing her eyes As he takes her in his arms At the same time as the bird call And the memory of smoke Two decades under the water Before I heard you laugh In the hallway mirror The dream of the hunt Look at the sun (Look at the sun) Look at the sun It's going down (It's going down) It's going down (It's going down) (It's going down) It's going down (It's going down)
