Charcoal Sunset
When the words all sound static
From the radio lost in the attic
When we've exhausted all that there is to say
The charcoal sunset will show us the way
When we trade in fear for something deeper
When the road ahead gets a little steeper
When we've exhausted all that there is to say
The charcoal sunset will show us the way
We will walk into the light
We are not afraid of the ligt
Writer/s: LINDA PITMON, STEVE WYNN
