Sunday
Time has come & time is done
Cities burn, we got youth to spend
& time to waste
& life to live again my friend
Through the flames & through the fire
Cities burn
we don't give a damn , cause we got all our friends right here
we got youth to spend.
& All is said & all is done
Our fathers run & leave all the damage
they've done behind, left us with the blind leading the blind.
& time has come & time is done
Cities burn
we don't give a damn cause we got all our friends right here
we got youth to spend.
Time away from me is what i need
To clear my sight & clear my head
I'm coming down
I'm coming down
I'm coming down over it
I'll be right there...
I'm finally over it, i'm over it, i'm over it.
The birds are all singing 'It's the end of the world'
The birds are all singing 'It's the end of the world'
The birds are all singing 'It's the end of the world'
The birds are all singing 'It's the end of the world'
compositores da letra "Sunday": Edwin Thomas Congreave, Jack William Bevan, James Andrew Smith, Yannis Barnabas Emanuel Philippakis
Gênero: Indie. O gênero musical está errado? Ajude a classificar.
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