Lyric

Red sunset burns across the skin-toned land

A distant heat haze blurs the view

Soft and fragile beads of sweat

Drip from the summer’s heavy light

Smoky woods, insects dive and hum

White plumes of smoke rise to the sky

Is it rain that’s coming soon?

A silent prayer for falling skies

Somewhere calling me along the path

Lingering scent of incense in the air

Burned-out landscapes, flushed faces

Flames dancing in my eyes

The sunlight turns to angled shadows

Brushing my cheeks as we pass by

Following distant eyes along the river

Hearing wings of insects close

The scorched earth, crimson summer heat

The restless world before the night

Is it rain that’s coming soon?

A silent prayer for falling skies

Somewhere calling me along the path

Lingering scent of incense in the air

Burned-out landscapes, flushed faces

Flames dancing in my eyes

The sunlight turns to angled shadows

Brushing my cheeks as we pass by

Scorched land, red-hot summer

The restless whispers of the world

Before the night, before the dark

Everything trembles, everything hums

Crimson earth, red summer heat

The restless world before the night

All the whispers fade

As the night slowly comes