Sundee

Why'd you wait
For Sundee morning to pray

Seems like heaven closed her doors
All the other days

So fucking close,
The way that you're kneeling over wise
Poems and letters and I'm reading them backwards on your paper skin

Fall back to none and fight like
You're your mother's child
You're your mother's child
Fall back

And why blow
Away with a whisper from the choir?
Now you're spinning in place with a woman in holy desire

Fall back to none and fight like
You're your mother's child
You're your mother's child
Fall back



Credits
Writer(s): Brian Garcia, Zoey Beth Mcqueen
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