Sunday St - Casiotone For The Painfully Alone

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