Sunset, Regret - Israel Nash, Israel Nash Gripka

Going down like brandy wine

oh lord i need you now

to sing them in northern rain

to the fires of the south,

Sunset, regret

my heart ain’t done yet

i got nowhere else to be

oh red bird fly to me,

The shore is sleeping now

a rage blows across the sea

its got a way of turning

life to memory,

Sunset, regret

my heart ain’t done yet

got nowhere else to be

oh red bird fly to me,

Of in the distant

the prophet speaking far too loud

says we care more for the ones we’ve lost

than for the ones we have now,

Sunset, regret

my heart ain’t done yet

i got nowhere else to be,

These wings don’t fly

yours do, lets try

i got nowhere else to be

oh red bird fly to me,

Sunset, regret

my heart ain’t done yet

i got nowhere else to be,

Sunset, regret

my heart ain’t done yet

i got nowhere else to be,

Sunset, regret

my heart ain’t done yet

i got nowhere else to be.