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Mark Lanegan

No Bells On Sunday

 

No Bells On Sunday

(album: No Bells On Sunday - 2014)


Now the vanishing's begun
When drowning late at night
The blown glass setting sun weeps electric light
A mirror holds no gaze, just a beacon dying
All I know, in a way, I think it's me that's crying

No bells on Sunday, no wings to fly
To the ground God bless you
I'm missing you tonight
It's always the same, standing out in the rain
It comes down to break me
I'm praying just the same

Now the vanishing's begun
When drowning late at night
The blown glass setting sun weeps electric light
A mirror holds no gaze, just a beacon dying
All I know, in a way, I think it's me that's crying

No bells on Sunday, no wings to fly
To the ground God bless you
I'm missing you tonight
It's always the same, standing out in the rain
It comes down to break me
I'm praying just the same
It comes down to break me
I'm praying just the same

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