A Life of Sundays

Funny to be in your day

Here we are again
Wayward as a restless wave
The whole world wide over
All that ever stays the same is change
Says the same thing

Fine to be in your company

Listen to what I've found

Gotta talk about that same thing, I cannot define it
Two old lovers
A miracle just to be with you
Designed and drawn by mortal hands?

Two old friends
Just when you need them
Most spectacularly saved
The old day cracks and crumbles and it's
And I dreamed, I wandered

And the unsung King of Ireland
It struck me sad and strange
You taught me love and pain
Never in a life of Sundays
Spanning from here to yonder
It is the same thing and it always was
Wherever you find it
Dream and life entwined
The same thing from the same old cause
Since I tumbled into you
Glad to be going your way
Somehow I know how to defeat him

Were these unfolding plans

Sharpen your sense of wonder
A devil was standing on my shoes