Old Heartless Sun:
words/music: Brandon Wiard

Oh, sweet darlin'
now don't shy away
it's only because
I've got bills to pay
my plane leaves at 6
so I better go pack
I'll come straight to you
as soon as I'm back
they say maybe 2 weeks
which probably means 4
it's good work that I needed
I'll be missing you more

Left, left, left, left
left and, left and, left and
left and gone, left and gone

When were you going to call?
How could you make me feel small?
I'll be here until you get home
you get home

The waves grew high
like tall looming trees
{tall looming trees}
into a dark, dangerous forest
stretched over the sea
{stretched over the sea}
the sky opened up and let out a roar
scaring all of the surf up onto the shore
{onto the shore}
the peril was great but the ship was so small
rolling over and over in the grip of the squall
their patience was tried
{their patience was}
and hopes were destroyed
{and hopes were destroyed}
once the poor fearless captain
was lost to the void

Kiss on the cheek
is the cheapest of thrills
in the wake of a storm
where the whole crew was killed
except you and I
in the blink of an eye
became the lone survivors
radio's gone
the tubes are all blown
no chance for a rescue
send up some smoke
find something that floats
or swim to civilization
maybe stay on the boat
fill a bottle with a note
or wait for help to come
stay here together
weather the whether and waste away
under
that old heartless sun