Sunday - Dark new Day

Windows, by design they’re always closed

It’s hopeless, they’ll never open oh no

And burning we can’t escape this house alone

On the best night we work to Sunday for … life

So for a … so, can … to now

Nothing matters but here after, here after

Becoming, something I never was before

Awakened, by the truth I can’t ignore

And journeying on to the path I have in stored

On the best night we work to Sunday for … life

So for a … so, can … to now

Nothing matters but here after, here after

And journeying on to the path I have in stored

It’s sound … line, but it works for me

Feels like I’m running in vain, I know that you can see

If you can read my mind as be as lost as me

Only changes time

So I’ll wait to Sunday morning I’ll see the light

Before a dying soul, conflicted now

Though nothing matters but here after, here after

Wait till Sunday morning I’ll see the light

Before a dying soul, conflicted now

Though nothing matters but here after, here after.