Sunstroke

They tell me you walk on the water now I know who showed you the stones You pray that I banish my appetite and lie there alone I hope that you've practiced your instrument I fear it will take you away You ain't the type to be traveling, so why not just stay Here it is morning for some folks And twilight for those of us left Who sleep while the soldiers get sunstroke And make little fools of ourselves Are we supposed to get good at this? What does it mean to give up? Why did I call you? I shouldn't be giving a fuck Answer these questions for everyone So maybe they'll stop asking me What really happened and where is your masterpiece? Here it is morning for some folks And twilight for those of us left Who give up the dangers of sunstroke And make little fools of ourselves They tell me you walk on the water now But I know who showed you the stones I need some things to look forward to Maybe these colors will fade I never meant to get bored with you But I never meant to stay --- Sunstroke - Jason Isbell and the 400 Unit