Sunday Under Glass
Beulah
[Verse 1] The scenery rides by just like floats lost in a parade Where the palms and tumbleweeds sail Right past the homes they stretch and they fade Rolling like movie credits far beneath the clear skies [Chorus] How wary does the West carry? So many sights yeah let’s see the sights Slow prayers with no answers Must go somewhere fall away And the Wild West is a slow pan And the sunshine is fake And the ocean is just painted On a backdrop downtown [Verse 2] The miniature sprawls blur from the set lights and the heat Where the summer’s path with charades Right where the sidewalks crack and they meet Just like a sad sad actress right before her last scene [Chorus] How wary does the West carry? So many sights yeah let’s see the sights Slow prayers with no answers Must go somewhere fall away And the Wild West is a slow pan And the sunshine is fake And the ocean is just painted On a backdrop somewhere downtown [Outro]
