How many days has it been now, hard to tell The sand it stings and beats my brow, beats me down The cool night wind betrays a sound, just a sound Oh stars above don't leave me now, how about now I hear you, I hear the sound I see you, I see the ground I'm falling, I won't go down I'm leaving The fire's cold The days are slow The final crumb The setting sun Setting sun, yeah My visions blur the here and now, to be found My final days, my first few sounds, here and now My father, my fallow ground The reasons, my mother found I'm sorry, but not right now I'm leaving An only son The fire's gone What's done is done The setting sun