The Sundays
nothing sweet
In a crowd naked, with no words to explain.
In a car braking glass cracks,
as I freeze the frame.
Keep falling away,
keep falling away
while I watch myself and pray.
Keep falling from view
what a mind puts a body through
and down on the ground onlookers stare.
In a pool sinking, water fills my mouth
sole victim of your own terror
cold flesh as the air runs out.
Keep falling away
keep falling away
while I watch myself and pray.
Keep falling from view
what a mind puts a body through
and down on the ground onlookers stare.
- :
- Static & Silence
- Blind
- Reading, Writing and Arithmetic
- Miscellaneous
- 1992-12-15: Black Session #17: Paris, France
- Ultimate Acoustic
- Alternative Pop Edition
- Som da Frente - 1982-1993
- Lazy Sunday 2
- The Best Acoustic Album in the World... Ever!
- The Best Anthems... Ever! Volume 2
- Why? 2K
- The Brit Box
- Cigarettes & Alcohol: 40 Anthems From Then & Now
- Why? 2K: The Anti-Millenium Party Collection
- Was het nu 70, 80 of 90? File 5
- Blown Away
- Cigarettes and Alcohol, Volume 2
- On the Edge
- Whatever: The ’90s Pop & Culture Box