Текст песни Talking Bush - Evening Fades

"I walk through a wheat field,
I walk here alone.
And think about things
That've already flowed.

The sun always shines here,
it'll never be gone" -
It was in my thoughts
Just a minute ago.

Red beams of a sunset are going to flash.
It seems like it's time to get out of this place.
So no one can chase us, turn us into flesh.
Let's move out without leaving any small trace.
Tomorrow.

Girl, everything was fine
Until you came
And made all my lines grey,
They start to decay.

I thought that it was mine,
Each grain on my way,
Then I hear you say:

Red beams of a sunset are going to flash.
It seems like it's time to get out of this place.
So no one can chase us, turn us into flesh.
Let's move out without leaving any small trace.
Tomorrow.

I know I was wrong,
I know you were right.
They all die alone,
But we're gonna live.