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 Well I know it's just a spring haze

 but I don't much like the look of it

 and if omens are a god-send like men

breezing in

Certain these clouds go somewhere

Billowing out to somewhere

 in a single engine cessna

 you say we'll never make it there

 so all we do is circle it

Uh oh let go off on my way

unseen this eternal wanting

Uh oh way to go so I get creamed

waiting for Sunday to drown

Uh oh way to go waiting on Sunday

Waiting on Sunday to land

Uh oh way to go waiting on Sunday

Waiting on Sunday to drown

 So I know it's just a spring haze

 but I don't much like the look of it

 and all we do is circle it

 and I found out where my edge is

 and it bleeds into where you resist

 and my only way, way out is to go

So far in

Billowing out to somewhere

Billowing out Luna Riviera

Billowing out to somewhere

Uh oh let go off on my way

unseen this eternal wanting

Let go So if I really get creamed

waiting for Sunday to drown

Waiting on Sunday to drown

Why does it always end up like this

Why does it always end up like this

Why does it always end up like this

Uh oh Uh oh off on my way

unseen this eternal wanting

Let go way to go so I get creamed

waiting on Sunday to drown

Uh oh waiting on waiting on Sunday

Waiting on Sunday to land

Uh oh waiting on waiting on Sunday

Waiting on Sunday to drown

Waiting on Sunday to drown

 Waiting

Waiting on Sunday Waiting on Sunday to land

Uh oh So if I really get creamed

waiting for Sunday to drown