Another sunday afternoon
Nothing much to do
Sit and try and make some sense of
What I think I think about you
Sultrous surroundings that just make me yawn
First snow melting outside on the lawn

Scattered bits of yesterday
With melancholy flirts of gray
Creeping back to show me I was wrong
A heart full of what's hard to say
I've let that skipping record play far too long

Fall
Still wish shot down by the lights of it all
Fly
Up above all that still steals the lights from your carnival light

One smiled and said to me
Don't stay awake too long
Some kind of affirmation
Knowing you were truly wrong
Some kind of happiness
In things we never see
Know you're not as half as smart
As you pretend to be
Well you were right
I have pretended to be me
And now these jaded eyes
Can barely see where is this going anyway
It's always hard to say
Hard to say


Lyrics submitted by randombjorksong

Sunday Afternoon song meanings
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