Sunday from Pizza Throwing by Godard

Part of me just wants one more Sunday afternoon,
I am all alone, I am all alone
Knelt in pews, but now I’m stood, holding wood surrounding you
(I am all alone, I am all alone)

Stay awake for me
Don’t let those eyes glaze

And I cannot cave, but I’m so afraid
of all this weight I hold on my shoulders,
For everyone, cos I can’t succumb
To all of this pain of how much I miss

You fade away from everything
Can’t be the end,
Look in your eyes and all is lost

You can never prepare for it, despite what you’re told
I bent down to kiss her head, as she lay there cold
There was comfort in knowing she died with no pain
I hoped her fingers would move, but all life was drained

I hope our prayers see you
Up to the heavens that you knew
Hope my prayers reach you
Up to the heavens that took you

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