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Paroles Anna Ternheim Black Sunday Afternoon lyrics

Paroles Anna Ternheim Black Sunday Afternoon

On the Black Sunday Afternoon 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 water bed and on the back of your head

A lump but just a tiny hole, almost no light at all in here

When you call you can't hear your own voice at all



They gather up, something's wrong

They ask around, no one knows

Well, have you been where the rivers cross by the water in the moss?



Nothing really moves on Black Sunday Afternoons



Sun is 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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