ANNA TERNHEIM - Black Sunday Afternoon lyrics
rate meOn the black Sunday afternoon sun is pale like the moon<br />
When you look to the sky, holy, holy why<br />
All fades into blue on the black Sunday afternoon<br />
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No good time to walk alone on a bike riding home<br />
When you look to the sky, holy, holy why<br />
All fades into blue on the black Sunday afternoon<br />
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Bad luck comes or just a car on the right side, hears a call<br />
And sees a blackbird flying low, above her head no mistletoe<br />
Nothing really moves on black Sunday afternoons<br />
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You wake up in a water bed and on the back of your head<br />
A lump but just a tiny hole, almost no light at all in here<br />
When you call you can't hear your own voice at all<br />
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They gather up, something's wrong<br />
They ask around, no one knows<br />
Well, have you been where the rivers cross by the water in the moss?<br />
Nothing really moves on black Sunday afternoons<br />
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Sun is pale like the moon<br />
When you look to the sky, holy, holy, holy, holy why<br />
All fades into blue on black Sunday afternoons<br /><br />
