Sunday Morning

Sunday Morning

On a decent Sunday morning
I was looking out the door
It was hazy, calm and quiet
When sun crawled up and showed
I was in the middle of a rainbow
Down to sea it flowed
With all it caught my eyes
That the tide was lying low

And I claimed to trust that peace rests in your soul

From the ashes to fire
From the rivers deep to the northern light
On a crossroad we lay on
And the children spoke of endless life
In the forest of my heart I see the pictures that I write
Now I don't want to make a fuzz of it
And I don't want to hide
Now I don't want to rush it
With endless goodbyes
I couldn't take that living anymore I couldn't take that song
I got this right after all
I couldn't stop your fall

On a decent Sunday morning
I was looking out the door
It was hazy, calm and quiet
When sun crawled up and showed

And I claimed to trust that peace rests in your soul

From the ashes to fire
From the rivers deep to the northern light
On a crossroad we lay on
And the children spoke of endless life
In the forest of my heart I see the pictures that I write
Now I don't want to make a fuzz of it
And I don't want to hide
Now I don't want to rush it
With endless goodbyes
I couldn't take that living anymore I couldn't take that song
I got this right after all
I couldn't stop your fall



Credits
Writer(s): Sara Lewis Sorensen
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