Sunday St

When it gets so dark
That i can't see out
I think about my brother.
& How i cannot leave him
& 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 & 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

The sunday street