In the damask twilight, we begin our chase
No more yawns, no more tremulous pace
With earnest hearts, we etch our design
Forward we stroll, with a purpose so divine
In this palaver of life, we outdo our past
No condition can press, no knot can outlast
Before the sun goes down, we succeed, we spin
Trading frivolity for what's deep within
In the nutritive days and limestone nights
We melt our fears and soar to greater heights
Every day so loud, the sound
Before the sun goes down
Under the loggia, we find an extension
Of our imaginary dreams, beyond comprehension
Blob of worries, permanently left behind
With the capability to represent, we're one of a kind
Through the press of time, we earn our sobriquet
A non-zero chance, to carve our way, through dry and wet
Before the sun goes down, we succeed, we spin
Trading frivolity for what's deep within
In the nutritive days and limestone nights
We melt our fears and soar to greater heights
Every day so loud, the sound
Before the sun goes down
We expand our horizons, a version so true
Not stopping our steps, just striding anew
Thorium shining so bright, in the twilight dusk
Our dreams, no longer crumbling husks
Before the sun goes down, we succeed, we spin
Trading frivolity for what's deep within
In the nutritive days and limestone nights
We melt our fears and soar to greater heights
Every day so loud, the sound
Before the sun goes down
Before the sun goes down
Before the sun goes down