Meg & Dia - Setting Up Sunday

Disreguard what we know
Well your voice is so low
Will I stay
Will I go this evening
See the light on the rail
Reflect red off the tail lights
In front of us.
Slowly leading.

Heed my warning my darling
Don't let the twilight drown
Feel the shoreline thriving
Turn around
Turn around
Turn around

Well we pull of the road,
Sinking slow, sinking slow
And the gravel recedes into dust