Looks like its over; been summer   Looks like its all going to rut   Looks like you know who your friends    Looks like you know who to trust   Looks like I’m opening doors now   Looks like they’re closing behind   With a pocket full of Polaroids    I’ll take your picture again      The lower the sun the taller the shadows become   The lower the sun the taller the shadows become      Looks like we’ll talk to our friends now   Looks like it’s come to an end   Looks like I’m taking you with me   We went too fast through the bend   Looks like I’m covering windows   Looks like the moon is our friend   I sit here waiting for nighttime   On the seasons we depend      The lower the sun the taller the shadows become   The lower the sun the taller the shadows become      The lower the sun the taller the shadows become   The lower the sun the taller the shadows become      The lower the sun the taller the shadows become   The lower the sun the taller the shadows become