In The Hour of Ebbing Light

Seven shades of red in a midsummer sky

There's a crow back crow just a struggling to fly

You can play the victim if it turns your crank

I'm just gonna roll like a ten ton tank

I'm just gonna roll like a ten ton tank

Memory is good when it don't wear you down

And your mouth is stunning when it's not in a frown

And the ice caps are melting and the river is high

We got to leave Sioux City before we die

We got to leave Sioux City baby before we both die

Every molecule's in motion

Every star bleeding white

We can make it back to Eden

In the hour of ebbing light

Time is elastic, I've often heard it said

It can tie you up 'til you're captive in your head

It stretches out endlessly and slows to a crawl

'Til it's less like a river and more like a wall

'Til it's less like a river and more like a wall

The view outside your window is nothing more than brick

The air around your head is impenetrably thick

The more we sit here waiting, the less likely it is we'll leave

So give me anything at all, I'm ready to receive

So give me anything at all, I'm ready to receive

Every molecule's in motion

Every star bleeding white

We can make it back to Eden

In the hour of ebbing light

Run with me, run with me

The destination's no concern

Run with me, run with me

This city's 'bout to burn