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lyrics
Everyone’s waiting
For the starting gun
Everyone’s longing
For something or someone
Blind to the present
Lost to the past
Fearing the future
It’s coming down fast
Now your precious moment’s past
Your race is run
Here we come on our mad dash
We’re chasing the sun
Arms are folded
Feet are tapped
Brows are furrowed
Fingers are cracked
You can’t distract us
With your sticks and your guns
You can’t detract us
You’re over, you’re done
Now your precious moment’s past
Your race is run
Here we come on our mad dash
We’re chasing the sun
A parade is a long line
A whistle means it’s quitting time
Your rodeo’s on rewind
Your jukebox spits out dimes
Old man pausing at the top of the stairs
Cowboy rolling smokes
outside Times Square
Dead man blind to the mourners’ stares
Lovers lay on the grass without any cares
If I was a brakeman I’d throw the switch
I’d ditch this train over the railroad bridge
Down in the river past Parchman’s Farm
Baptized in the black waters’ arms
Now your precious moment’s past
Your race is run
Here we come on our mad dash
We’re chasing the sun
We’re chasing the sun
We’re chasing the sun
credits
from Fireships,
released April 21, 2015
Written by Andrew Vladeck
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