Black Sunday Afternoon (Acoustic) – Anna Ternheim


On the black sunday afternoon
The sun is pale like the moon
When you look to the sky
Holy holy why
All fades into blue
On the black sunday afternoon

No good time to walk alone
On a bike riding home
When you look to the sky
Holy holy why
All fades into blue
On the black sunday afternoon

Bad luck comes or just a car
On the right side, hears a call
And sees a blackbird flying low
Above her head no mistletoe
Nothing really moves
On black sunday afternoons

You wake up in a waterbed
[ From: http://www.elyrics.net/read/a/anna-ternheim-lyrics/black-sunday-afternoon-lyrics.html ]
On the back of your head
A lump and just a tiny hole
Almost no light at all in here
And when you call
You can’t hear your own voice at all

They gather up, something’s wrong
They ask around, noone knows
Have you been where the rivers cross
By the water in the moss
Nothing really moves
On black sunday afternoons

Sun’s pale like the moon
When you look to the sky
Holy holy holy holy why
All fades into blue
On black sunday afternoons

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