Tim Scott McConnell - Sound Of The Sun Going Down | Текст песни

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When it`s late November
And the skies are grey
Will I be sittin`alone at the end of the day
Will I feel the sorrow of a wasted life
Will I be too empty inside to cry
Leaving just the sound of the sun goin`down

Will find myself on the thirteenth floor
In a one room squat with a bar on the door
Looking out the window at a factory wall
Waitin` for something from heaven to fall
With just the sound of sun goin`down

Well it ain`t too often that it crosses my mind
Just on real bad days when nothing goes right
In the still of the night when the lights go out
Will I find my peace in that final hour
Leaving just the sun of the sun goin`down

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