The Ones Who Help to Set the Sun

Watching my window I was led like a child
As the roadway lamplights misguided my mind through the night
A shadow of limits, we were racing the rain
My hands held the wheel, my eyes tried to hold their place

There must have been a time
when I thought that you were watching
It had to be when my senses lost control
I thought I'd slipped away
I thought I could still feel us moving
It must have been a cloud no bigger than a man's hand

Every reason I risk my life to come back to you
Is locked behind your door; you're my immunity
Outside I watched you burn; heavy hearts were bleeding
A cry for help, a familiar voice
My melting hands streaked the glass

As I walked away
I wondered what had really happened
Had I run out of time,
did I push myself too far?
As my last step fell,
I felt my hands upon the wheel
Had I come back to life
or did I ever leave at all?

In higher lives
We seem to be
always a moment too late
We're past the time
when we looked on
Now we're the ones who help to set the Sun


This time for real, I locked the door behind me
My mind was still a wreck from what I saw
When my hands are still I'll recognize the message
Never again will my senses lose control

In higher lives
We seem to be
always a moment too late
We're past the time
when we looked on
Now we're the ones who help to set the sun