Lyrics to the song Sunday by Tree 63
Nothings sacred, the days are cheap
Truth is thin on the ground
Still our prophets are crucified
Nobody believes we're stumbling
It's Friday, but Sunday is coming
Someones saying a prayer tonight
For hungry mouths to be filled
Someone kneels in the dark somewhere
And darkness is already crumbling
It's Friday, but Sunday comes
(Chorus)
Sunday Hallelujah it's not so far, it's not so far away
Sunday Hallelujah it's not so far, it's not so far away
Broken promises, weary hearts
But one promise remains:
Crucified, he will come again
It's Friday, but Sunday is coming
It's Friday, but Sunday comes
(Chorus)
Darkness is already crumbling
It's Friday, but Sunday is coming
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Love the music, love the lyrics. An awesome song.
ReplyDeleteHello Joneses! Have been hearing this song on the radio but I could never catch who it was by in order to download it. So today I just typed in the lyrics and up popped your Blog. Thanks for helping me find the artist of this GREAT song. Sunday is indeed coming! Happy New Year to your beautiful family! ~~Carol~~
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