Sunday

Sunday
Sunday
Sunday

I sit and watch the sun rise rising up
As the moon leaves my eyesight
Will I be dust
Just a fragment in the foot print of father time
Are we all blindly looking
For what we can't find

Sunday
Sunday
Sunday

Creeping upon us one day at a time
So when I go home I just hope I shine
And back to the shoreline
So I can touch the sky
And wash away grace full
As the clouds at night

Sunday
Sunday
Sunday



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Writer(s): Isaiah Austin
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