Sunday Came and Went With the Changing Wind
Sunday came and went with the changing wind
I am gone on the morrow of a starry fringe
Alas I must inform the general of your faults
The rain has come and the love has gone
Two days past and I’ve found my calling once again
Don’t freak out when you hear your name being called
Freedom can be found inside a step and a breath
Too late to find out what has been missed in the past
Too early to find out what can be gained in the future
Too still to feel our way through life in the moment
And too god damn ill to wake up from this coma
There’s nothing more to say, but wake up, wake up, wake up