When The Strangers Come To Town I

When the strangers come to town All the people are heading out They're running and their hiding As time slows down Oh silhouettes approach in front Of a red burning sun When they come closer Silence settles in Oh we're trying to get out We better go When you hear them coming There's no tomorrow I want to Get out now To escape this Lonesome town And I get down I get down on my knees I'm begging and I'm praying for release With their hot breath and their blurry view They will come to capture you