Red House Painters

Red House Painters - Sundays And Holidays lyrics

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travelling through the yellow open state

am i too slow to turn my thoughts to
words
to turn meaningless to meaning
am i too down to notice smell and sound
to tell dull from bright

let the sad winter moon turn slow to my
future
and the cool dark air cover me in my
nearing bed
where angels, men and mothers
get to spens their sundays and holidays
where curtains hide the ugly scenes inside
from the rest of us
what's inside the brick walls of divide?
barred window screens
hospital - not a love scene
hospital - not a calm ocean
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Author: ?

Composer: ?

Publisher: 4AD

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Released in: 1994

Language: English

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