Into The Sun

You are here on a trip you've never had
You see some people hanging up
Do not know they're kind of sad
Waves of hands you feel like a saint
You are not not well prepared for what you find
Into the sun
Smiling faces, beckoning hands
Into the sun
Sunny places, say hello to the man with the gun
Smiling faces, beckoning hands
Into the sun
Sunny places, say hello to the man with the gun
You are here on a trip you've never had
You see some people hanging up
Do not know they're kind of sad
Waves of hands you feel like a saint
You are not not well prepared for what you find
You are here on a trip you've never wanted
You see these people hanging up
Do not know they're always sad
Mountains of guns brought across the street
You are not not well prepared for what you find
Into the sun
Smiling faces, beckoning hands
Into the sun
Sunny places, say hello to the man with the gun
Smiling faces, beckoning hands
Into the sun
Sunny places, say hello to the man with the gun
Into the sun
Smiling faces, beckoning hands
Into the sun
Sunny places, say hello to the man with the gun
Smiling faces, beckoning hands
Into the sun
Sunny places, say hello to the man with the gun