Sunday Morning

Waking up early on a Sunday morning While the world around us falls apart Walk to the kitchen on an early mission Making sourdough biscuits to start Where we're going, where we've gone While our eyes are closing On a crash course with the sun Waking up early on a Sunday morning While the world around us falls apart Broken and battered by the storm still blowing With roots deep enough to hold on They say history repeats and reforms aren't needed Add fuel to the fire don't fight But this time, but this year We have tools to dig the roots out And replant with lilac Waking up early on a Sunday morning While the world around us falls apart While the world around us falls apart And we won't take on Every single day with our eyes closed And we won't wait on Every single day with their eyes closed 'Cause you pray too much And you say too much "Feeling like a river is raging over my head And now I've got to go away for a while Go away" she said "Feeling like a river is raging over my head And now I've got to go away for a while Go away" she said