sunday nights
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โฑ๏ธ 4:04 duration
๐ ID: 11934576
๐ Lyrics
Sunday nights are slow surrender
It never lasts and we'll never learn
We can still make this one to remember
It's Sunday night and we've time to burn
Tomorrow morning can wait its turn
Charge your glasses, raise a toast
To the memory gained
To the sleep that we lost
Another weekend run to ground
Another passing coat of red
Painted across our town
Work is shallow, cuts are deep
Who would waste two days respite?
You can't catch up on sleep
So here we are, last chance saloon
The ticking clock and a slow defeat
It'll all be over soon
Sunday nights are slow surrender
It never lasts and we'll never learn
We can still make this one to remember
It's Sunday night and we've time to burn
Tomorrow morning can wait its turn
Once more friends unto the breach
Bleary eyed, the stuff of dreams
Always slips out of reach
Defiance dressed in crumpled clothes
Protest played out with a headache
Starting late but going slow
Though we know we have to be here
We have tasted freer air, we don't have to care
Sunday nights are slow surrender
It never lasts and we'll never learn
We can still make this one to remember
It's Sunday night and we've time to burn
Tomorrow morning can wait its turn
All our days will fade away
In hazy nights and clear mistakes
So here's to us and needs that must
Let's raise a toast for one last boast
'Cause it's Sunday night and we've time to burn
Tomorrow morning can wait its turn
It never lasts and we'll never learn
We can still make this one to remember
It's Sunday night and we've time to burn
Tomorrow morning can wait its turn
Charge your glasses, raise a toast
To the memory gained
To the sleep that we lost
Another weekend run to ground
Another passing coat of red
Painted across our town
Work is shallow, cuts are deep
Who would waste two days respite?
You can't catch up on sleep
So here we are, last chance saloon
The ticking clock and a slow defeat
It'll all be over soon
Sunday nights are slow surrender
It never lasts and we'll never learn
We can still make this one to remember
It's Sunday night and we've time to burn
Tomorrow morning can wait its turn
Once more friends unto the breach
Bleary eyed, the stuff of dreams
Always slips out of reach
Defiance dressed in crumpled clothes
Protest played out with a headache
Starting late but going slow
Though we know we have to be here
We have tasted freer air, we don't have to care
Sunday nights are slow surrender
It never lasts and we'll never learn
We can still make this one to remember
It's Sunday night and we've time to burn
Tomorrow morning can wait its turn
All our days will fade away
In hazy nights and clear mistakes
So here's to us and needs that must
Let's raise a toast for one last boast
'Cause it's Sunday night and we've time to burn
Tomorrow morning can wait its turn
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:01.74] Sunday nights are slow surrender
[00:06.35] It never lasts and we'll never learn
[00:11.77] We can still make this one to remember
[00:18.08] It's Sunday night and we've time to burn
[00:23.44] Tomorrow morning can wait its turn
[00:30.87] Charge your glasses, raise a toast
[00:38.07] To the memory gained
[00:40.78] To the sleep that we lost
[00:44.33] Another weekend run to ground
[00:50.63] Another passing coat of red
[00:55.18] Painted across our town
[00:58.86] Work is shallow, cuts are deep
[01:04.23] Who would waste two days respite?
[01:07.87] You can't catch up on sleep
[01:11.52] So here we are, last chance saloon
[01:17.86] The ticking clock and a slow defeat
[01:21.41] It'll all be over soon
[01:24.17] Sunday nights are slow surrender
[01:29.73] It never lasts and we'll never learn
[01:36.06] We can still make this one to remember
[01:41.46] It's Sunday night and we've time to burn
[01:47.81] Tomorrow morning can wait its turn
[01:55.09] Once more friends unto the breach
[02:01.33] Bleary eyed, the stuff of dreams
[02:04.92] Always slips out of reach
[02:08.67] Defiance dressed in crumpled clothes
[02:14.93] Protest played out with a headache
[02:18.53] Starting late but going slow
[02:22.15] Though we know we have to be here
[02:28.43] We have tasted freer air, we don't have to care
[02:34.89] Sunday nights are slow surrender
[02:40.29] It never lasts and we'll never learn
[02:46.69] We can still make this one to remember
[02:55.66] It's Sunday night and we've time to burn
[02:58.36] Tomorrow morning can wait its turn
[03:06.53] All our days will fade away
[03:17.44] In hazy nights and clear mistakes
[03:28.54] So here's to us and needs that must
[03:39.42] Let's raise a toast for one last boast
[03:48.57] 'Cause it's Sunday night and we've time to burn
[03:56.28] Tomorrow morning can wait its turn
[03:59.20]
[00:06.35] It never lasts and we'll never learn
[00:11.77] We can still make this one to remember
[00:18.08] It's Sunday night and we've time to burn
[00:23.44] Tomorrow morning can wait its turn
[00:30.87] Charge your glasses, raise a toast
[00:38.07] To the memory gained
[00:40.78] To the sleep that we lost
[00:44.33] Another weekend run to ground
[00:50.63] Another passing coat of red
[00:55.18] Painted across our town
[00:58.86] Work is shallow, cuts are deep
[01:04.23] Who would waste two days respite?
[01:07.87] You can't catch up on sleep
[01:11.52] So here we are, last chance saloon
[01:17.86] The ticking clock and a slow defeat
[01:21.41] It'll all be over soon
[01:24.17] Sunday nights are slow surrender
[01:29.73] It never lasts and we'll never learn
[01:36.06] We can still make this one to remember
[01:41.46] It's Sunday night and we've time to burn
[01:47.81] Tomorrow morning can wait its turn
[01:55.09] Once more friends unto the breach
[02:01.33] Bleary eyed, the stuff of dreams
[02:04.92] Always slips out of reach
[02:08.67] Defiance dressed in crumpled clothes
[02:14.93] Protest played out with a headache
[02:18.53] Starting late but going slow
[02:22.15] Though we know we have to be here
[02:28.43] We have tasted freer air, we don't have to care
[02:34.89] Sunday nights are slow surrender
[02:40.29] It never lasts and we'll never learn
[02:46.69] We can still make this one to remember
[02:55.66] It's Sunday night and we've time to burn
[02:58.36] Tomorrow morning can wait its turn
[03:06.53] All our days will fade away
[03:17.44] In hazy nights and clear mistakes
[03:28.54] So here's to us and needs that must
[03:39.42] Let's raise a toast for one last boast
[03:48.57] 'Cause it's Sunday night and we've time to burn
[03:56.28] Tomorrow morning can wait its turn
[03:59.20]