- Sunday St -

when it gets so dark
that i can't see out
i think about my brother
and how i cannot leave him
and i know i'll see this through

drove around all night
slept in the back seat
woke up lost and clouded
walked around and thought about it

it was sunday and the street was empty
the sound of ringing bells
pulled me back again
i don't want you to hear those bells
ringing for me
ringing for me
ringing for me

the sunday street (xn)