Theodore, Paul & Gabriel - Slow sunday | Текст песни

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There's a sound I can't bear
It's the suburbs asleep
There's a smell in the air
It reminds me life is cheap

While time flies
A fresh tiny rain
Annoys my brain
The sky also cries

It is a slow sunday
I don't want to pray
I should go away
It is a slow sunday

Through my dusty windows I see
My neighbors gossiping
They spread rumors in the city
In my dreams I'm dancing


While time flies
Wind erodes
Unbuilt roads
Hurt my eyes

It is a slow sunday
I don't want to pray
I should go away
It is a slow sunday

While time flies
Wind erodes
Unbuilt roads
Hurt my eyes

While time flies
Dawn arises
Sunlight flees
In the trees

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