In Ivy - Sunday Afternoon - Single

Sunday Afternoon

So this is how today turns into tomorrow
He said, "This is the coming of the night"
Your face turns to stay far from me when something's not right

Like a truck drove up to drip cement into your brains
Move slowly
Move slowly 'cause you're stuck in yourself

The clock keeps blinking
I should set that soon
It was on sale on Sunday afternoon

And I never made my bed
And I never finished that book I should've read
It was due on Sunday Afternoon
While I lied there humming a child's tune

I'll move slowly
I'll move slowly
I'll move slowly 'cause I'm stuck in myself

Mother I'm sorry we haven't been in touch
And sister I've lost my words, they aren't much
Father I love you, but I fear I'm stuck
Father I love you, but I fear I'm stuck
Father I love you

Heaven, be kind to me
Heaven, be kind to me
I move slowly
I move slowly

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Writer(s): Amanda Picciche
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