(Intro - ttyl) / Sunday's Dying Light / [Interlude: Sense of Time]
Hey, how you doing today?
You make call when you can, say "Hi"
Talk to you later
Love you
What does the day hold in store
If I sleep in, will it feel like before
I don't want to feel anything
Watching the sunlight run out the front door
Slowly I begin to make my move, I've grown quite speedy
Changin' temperatures and different moods
Today I'm blue, next week, who knows?
I could never ask you to keep up with the rainbow of my emotions
And still be close, when I want you to stay
Monday the morning of the week through mid-times
Noon, and Sunday's dying light
Monday the morning of the week through mid-times
Noon, and Sunday's dying light
Monday the morning of the week through mid-times
Noon, and Sunday's dying light
Monday the morning of the week through mid-times
Noon, and Sunday's dying light
Why don't people care more?
Daydreams outmatched by this pain in our core
I pause while embracing what's said
Words crystalize, I can tell what's being read
In those times I start to make my move, I've grown quite needy
Changin' temperatures and different moods
Right now, I'm green, basking in hope
I could never ask you to keep up with the rainbow of my emotions
And still be close, when I need you to stay
Monday the morning of the week through mid-times
Noon, and Sunday's dying light
Monday the morning of the week through mid-times
Noon, and Sunday's dying light
Monday the morning of the week through mid-times
Noon, and Sunday's dying light
Monday the morning of the week through mid-times
Noon, and Sunday's dying light
It's we who have the answers, wondering how we know this
Monday the morning of the week through mid-times
Noon, and Sunday's dying light
It's we who have the answers, wondering how we know this
Monday the morning of the week through mid-times
Noon, and Sunday's dying light
You make call when you can, say "Hi"
Talk to you later
Love you
What does the day hold in store
If I sleep in, will it feel like before
I don't want to feel anything
Watching the sunlight run out the front door
Slowly I begin to make my move, I've grown quite speedy
Changin' temperatures and different moods
Today I'm blue, next week, who knows?
I could never ask you to keep up with the rainbow of my emotions
And still be close, when I want you to stay
Monday the morning of the week through mid-times
Noon, and Sunday's dying light
Monday the morning of the week through mid-times
Noon, and Sunday's dying light
Monday the morning of the week through mid-times
Noon, and Sunday's dying light
Monday the morning of the week through mid-times
Noon, and Sunday's dying light
Why don't people care more?
Daydreams outmatched by this pain in our core
I pause while embracing what's said
Words crystalize, I can tell what's being read
In those times I start to make my move, I've grown quite needy
Changin' temperatures and different moods
Right now, I'm green, basking in hope
I could never ask you to keep up with the rainbow of my emotions
And still be close, when I need you to stay
Monday the morning of the week through mid-times
Noon, and Sunday's dying light
Monday the morning of the week through mid-times
Noon, and Sunday's dying light
Monday the morning of the week through mid-times
Noon, and Sunday's dying light
Monday the morning of the week through mid-times
Noon, and Sunday's dying light
It's we who have the answers, wondering how we know this
Monday the morning of the week through mid-times
Noon, and Sunday's dying light
It's we who have the answers, wondering how we know this
Monday the morning of the week through mid-times
Noon, and Sunday's dying light
Credits
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Other Album Tracks
- (Intro - ttyl) / Sunday's Dying Light / [Interlude: Sense of Time]
- Massive Headships of Centering Tiles
- Disarray / (Interlude: Las Cuevas de San Pedro)
- False Alarm
- Sonrisa / (Interlude: Hanging with Banana Tapes)
- Waves Will See (Your Smiling Face) / [Interlude: Angels in Reverse]
- Deandre
- Thank You, Maya
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