Sunday Comfort Songtext - Krystle Warren

Sunday Comfort - Krystle Warren

These circumstances, these days of the week

I?ll pick them up, fold them in, make them origami

?til words form within and give me something to sing

Boats, trains, aeroplanes..I?ll take anything.

These sweet pieces of love?s etiquette

Spoil my appetite and make me forget

Can?t find the hole that enabled the fall

Can?t find the quarters to make sense of it all

When you were blind, I wrote a letter in braille

Thinking that you would take it as just everyday mail,

I carved out a solider, wounded, laid on a cot

In quotes he asked you why it was that you shot

You left me looking for Sunday Comfort on a Monday afternoon.


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