Screux

ANNA TERNHEIM Black Sunday Afternoon Lyrics On the black sunday afternoon The sun is pale like the moon When you look to the sky Holy holy why All fades into blue On the black sunday afternoonNo good time to walk alone On a bike riding home When you look to the sky Holy holy why All fades into blue On the black sunday afternoonBad luck comes or just a car On the right side, hears a call And sees a blackbird flying low Above her head no mistletoe Nothing really moves On black sunday afternoonsYou wake up in a waterbed On the back of your head A lump and just a tiny hole Almost no light at all in here And when you call You can't hear your o...