Sunday
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Beginging with the sound of a local thunder storm, "Sunday" is a cinematic treatment of heartbreak featuring Carla Deniz on violas.
Rain falling to the ground
You take your pictures down
I wander through these halls
and stare at these bare walls
I wish it was Sunday again
I wish it was Sunday again
Garden gone to seed
A love you no longer need
A phone to disconnect
Another number to forget
I wish it was Sunday again
I wish it was Sunday again
There was a time I didn't know this was coming
when this house was our own hideaway
a sweet time before this wasteland
Wasn't that Sunday?
Sunday
oooh Sunday
mmmm Sunday
Boot heels across the floor
ring out and you're out the door
Echoes in the dark
faded in my heart
I wish it was Sunday again
I wish it was Sunday again
I wish it was, I wish it was, I wish it was