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On Sunday morning everyone would leave the house |
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Dressed for the |
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Sunday service |
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And through the streets |
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I used to know |
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They go to meet their friends and so they take the family seat |
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For the praise so honestly for getting all around him |
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When Eleanor sings in the choir it's like a larking summer |
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The sparrow sings, the sparrow flies |
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With mighty wings he reaches as high as any other bird |
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He shall inherit all the earth |
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The sparrow sings, the sparrow flies |
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With mighty wings he reaches as high as any other bird |
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He shall inherit all the earth |
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A world of silence will he send upon the town |
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In colors of the evening |
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The thought has troubled me before |
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I know alone |
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I need a sound to fill each moment |
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I had to find it out my way |
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They couldn't stop me leaving |
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As though they knew but could not say |
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They let me go believing |
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The sparrow sings, the sparrow flies |
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With mighty wings he reaches as high as any other bird |
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He shall inherit all the earth |
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The sparrow sings, the sparrow flies |
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With mighty wings he reaches as high as any other bird |
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He shall inherit all the earth |
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Through the blue and hazy drift off after two |
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The saxophone is moaning |
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I rise and step into the cruel night air |
