[00:00.00]Song to Sundays - Luke Ritchie
[00:20.63]This is my song to Sunday mornings
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[00:25.55]Where Son and Heir find skin
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[00:30.42]And as I contemplate the ceiling
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[00:35.35]And the mysteries therein
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[00:40.07]There's something vast in your eyes
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[00:45.03]It keeps me small and listless
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[00:49.70]Here's to my darling fair
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[00:54.50]Here's to my darling
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[01:04.66]Find myself so calm and yet
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[01:12.97]So unclear
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[01:24.04]I wring the tap dry of water
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[01:28.79]My little hill-side source
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[01:33.63]And then I'll down a flooded river
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[01:38.36]In knotted loops and folds
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[01:43.39]But then I'll simply lie stranded
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[01:48.52]Like some bloated corpse
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[01:52.95]Until you rise me up
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[01:57.77]Till I'm alive again
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[02:07.71]Find myself so calm and yet
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[02:16.04]So unclear
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[02:37.02]I keep the mustard curtains
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[02:41.58]From when this house was young
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[02:46.28]But to me they still shine golden
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[02:51.28]From one look
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[02:53.78]From one look from the sun
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[03:05.91]Find myself so calm and yet
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[03:14.39]No more
[03:17.16]Carry me up and away
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[03:23.20]Our own sum
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[03:28.30]Our own sum
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[03:33.17]Our own sum
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[03:38.14]Our ownsome