Valley Of The Low Sun

Dylan Jakob

We'd feel much better if we sunk this treasure 
And we laid our armor down 
Now these precious metals, these captain's letters 
Are no use to us now

Oh, in the day we struggle with fatigue
Much greater than any offer was 
We bow down and worship these bandits and cowboys Unable to hold their own guns

Now, I know that soldiers are not paid to think 
But something is making us sick 
Onward and steady, able and the young
In the valley of the low, low sun

Oh, in the shade we wander along a highway's shoulder 
Out into the back of beyond 
Burning the daylight into a pastime 
That's too wise to come more than once

It's boom, boom thunder, ain't no sleep coming 
Out mining a slippery world 
Of snow covered beaches, junkyards of diesel 
And bombers named after girls

On bridges of black ice not built for the rush 
There's a new kind of beast getting up 
Stranger than fiction, speaking in tongue 
In the valley of the low, low sun

I'll hold on for the slow turning, smoke if you've got 'em boys This is bottom hiding out, down under the stairs 
Tomorrow has come like it's drunk on the blood 
Of the men who have dared to be there

The earth's still climbing as it keeps on grinding 
It's way up around the sun 
As cool water crashes down to the masses 
Bootlegged and bottled like rum

My dreams are humble and lean as arrows 
And streetwise, ready and fair 
As we bum rush the ages tied to the rails 
On high seas not fit to be sailed

Whatever we've taken does feel like heaven 
But baby, we just look like hell 
Now act like you mean it where paradise was 
In the valley of the low, low sun

Act like you mean it where paradise was 
In the valley of low, low sun