Set the glass pitcher on the terracotta tile Told my people take a seat and settle in a while You are bringing up a grudge from seven days ago I am watching amber rays sink down unhurried slow Smell the flowering mint inside the cedar box Nobody is worried bout the turning of the clocks If you carry outside tension up onto this roof You are trying to find an argument that does not need a proof Leave the noisy city streets down below our feet We got something genuine and plenty good to eat Pour another glass right now Let the rhythm settle in the warm Late Sun We are kicking back our shoes cause the work is done Feel the clay tiles shaking to the low bass roll Late Sun shining peace upon the whole soul Lit the little brass lantern as the dusk begins Nobody is keeping score of who has got the wins We have weathered every week by sticking to our team Now we sit together underneath the evening beam Let the corporate chatter fade into the street below We are moving at the tempo that we wanna go Take a deep breath of the air coming off the hills Gratitude is stronger than a pocket full of bills Leave the noisy city streets down below our feet We got something genuine and plenty good to eat Pour another glass right now Let the rhythm settle in the warm Late Sun We are kicking back our shoes cause the work is done Feel the clay tiles shaking to the low bass roll Late Sun shining peace upon the whole soul (Turn the page. Next chapter.) Let the rhythm settle in the warm Late Sun (Late Sun) We are kicking back our shoes cause the work is done (Work is done) Feel the clay tiles shaking to the low bass roll (Bass roll) Late Sun shining peace upon the whole soul (Whole soul) (Sundown) (Peace on the terrace)
