Sundays and Holidays歌词
歌手：Red House Painters 专辑：Shock Me
What do you think in the back seat
Travelling through the yellow open state
What do you think in the back seat
Travelling through the yellow open state
Am I too slow to turn my thoughts to words
To turn meaningless to meaning
Am I too down to notice smell and sound
And to tell dull from bright
Let the sad winter moon turn slow to my future
And the cool dark air cover me in my nearing bed
Where angels men and mothers
Get to spend
Their sundays and holidays
Where curtains hide the ugly scenes inside
From the rest of us
What's inside
Brick walls of divide
Barred window screens
Hospital
Not a love scene
I still
Not a calm ocean
What's inside the brick walls of divide
Barred window screens
Hospital
Not a love scene
Hospital
Not a calm ocean
Travelling through the yellow open state
What do you think in the back seat
Travelling through the yellow open state
Am I too slow to turn my thoughts to words
To turn meaningless to meaning
Am I too down to notice smell and sound
And to tell dull from bright
Let the sad winter moon turn slow to my future
And the cool dark air cover me in my nearing bed
Where angels men and mothers
Get to spend
Their sundays and holidays
Where curtains hide the ugly scenes inside
From the rest of us
What's inside
Brick walls of divide
Barred window screens
Hospital
Not a love scene
I still
Not a calm ocean
What's inside the brick walls of divide
Barred window screens
Hospital
Not a love scene
Hospital
Not a calm ocean
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