Church of the Setting Sun

Verse 1

This bar’s a chapel of busted saints,

Where the miracles come in whiskey paints.

Bartender dressed in denim blue,

Pouring prayers you can’t undo.

Candles flicker on stained glass walls,

We find salvation in the neon calls.

Chorus

Raise your glass, the day’s undone,

Praise the Church of the Setting Sun.

Saved tonight — every broken one,

In the Church of the Setting Sun.

Verse 2

Highways bend like rosary beads,

Forgiveness growing in the weeds.

Hallelujah in a Harley’s roar,

Baptized on a hardwood floor.

Every sinner finds a way to pray,

In dust and whiskey we kneel and sway.

Chorus

Raise your glass, the day’s undone,

Praise the Church of the Setting Sun.

Saved tonight — every broken one,

In the Church of the Setting Sun.

Bridge

We bury sorrow in holy noise,

Resurrection in outlaw boys.

The choir sings with a gravel tone,

This church is ours, we’re not alone.

Final Chorus

Where rebels pray when day is done—

Welcome to the Church of the Setting Sun.