Everyday feels like 
Sunday baby everyday feels so good 
Everyday feels like 
Sunday baby everyday feels so good 
I'm further and further away from the fall everyday 
And for years 
I bowed I could not sleep so very well 
Even standing up 
I crawled yet there is a softness 
I can tell 
I'm electric now from the pure brilliant sparks you shot 
Like a little man all 
I can say is ”thanks a lot” 
Ah I must destroy this artificial darkness 
That's how it seems to me to be, art artificial now 'cause