Line Them All Up

Once the fire went out They'd line them all up And the slower you move, the faster it comes Midnight into the setting sun How come you never run? Living life under the gun Legends crossed It would never believe At such a cost No one's listening, hurricane God's gone missing into flames It's what our memories made When all that seems to be clouding our dreams Come into the sun Be the kind that shines with her mind Make it right No one's listening, hurricane God's gone missing into flames It's what our memories made We live our lives to explain When all that seems to be clouding our dreams Come into the sun --- Line Them All Up - Black Mountain