Song parody of
A Life of Sundays
by The Waterboys
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Hold me before I go under
Hear me before I drown
Sharpen your sense of wonder
Listen to what I`ve found
Here we are again
Two old lovers two old friends
Just when you need them
A devil was standing on my shoes
Somehow I know how to defeat him
Since I tumbled into you
You taught me Love and Pain
And the unsung King of Ireland
Says the same thing
Wherever you find it
The same thing from the same old song
The same thing - I cannot define it
The same thing and it always was
It struck me sad and strange
All the ever stays the same is Change
And I dreamed I wandered
Wayward as a restless wave
Spanning from here to yonder
Most spectacularly saved
Dream and life entwined
The old day cracks and crumbles
And it`s fine
To be in your company
Funny to be in your day
A miracle just to be with you
Glad to be going your way
Were these unfolding plans
Designed or drawn by mortal hands?
Never in a Life of Sundays
Would I have seen me here.
Hold me before I go under
Hear me before I drown
Sharpen your sense of wonder
Listen to what I`ve found
Here we are again
Two old lovers two old friends
Just when you need them
A devil was standing on my shoes
Somehow I know how to defeat him
Since I tumbled into you
You taught me Love and Pain
And the unsung King of Ireland
Says the same thing
Wherever you find it
The same thing from the same old song
The same thing - I cannot define it
The same thing and it always was
It struck me sad and strange
All the ever stays the same is Change
And I dreamed I wandered
Wayward as a restless wave
Spanning from here to yonder
Most spectacularly saved
Dream and life entwined
The old day cracks and crumbles
And it`s fine
To be in your company
Funny to be in your day
A miracle just to be with you
Glad to be going your way
Were these unfolding plans
Designed or drawn by mortal hands?
Never in a Life of Sundays
Would I have seen me here.
