Close to the Sun

Well I’m gonna burn
That’s my story
In the flames of Hell
Or a blaze of glory
I don’t know where we’re going
So don’t even ask
But we’re going in hard
And we’re going in fast

Gas on the candle
Fuel to the spark
Midnight and morning
Daylight and dark
Come along if you wanna
Catch me if you can
I’ll take you to the fire if you
Take me by the hand

Chase me, chase me
Right from the Gun
I’m gonna fly a little close to the sun
Racing, racing
Fools on the run
I’m gonna fly a little close to the sun
I’m gonna fly a little close to the sun

There’s gold in the river
Blood in the stone
Far from straight and narrow
And close to the bone
Put your finger on the trigger
Eye down the sight
We’re doing this together
Yeah we’re doing it tonight

Chase me, chase me
Right from the Gun
I’m gonna fly a little close to the sun
Racing, racing
Fools on the run
I’m gonna fly a little close to the sun
I’m gonna fly a little close to the sun
To the sun

I’m gonna burn
That’s my story
In the flames in Hell
Or a blaze of glory
You lined up in the shadows, one by one
Don’t you wanna fly a little close to the sun

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Appears on ‘A Week At The Warehouse’ available in the store.
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