I never thought that living
Could stumble down to this
Why is the old man grinning
Amid the stink of piss
Well, at least with illness
There's muddle and decay
To take this failure from us
Stop us standing, here again
Well I know the briefest sun
Must yield to rain
And when it's gone
We'll crawl again
This isn't fun
It's pointless
Like some stupid game
Save it for another day
It moves a little closer now
Hearing fools around the grave
Feet will truly itch and how
None of this is brave
Words are looking skyward
Ambiguously droned
Birds are flocking homeward
Ignoring what is partly mourned
Well I know the briefest sun
Must yield to rain
And when it's gone
We'll crawl again
This isn't fun
It's pointless
Like some stupid game
Save it for another day
What About Eddie - Sun Lyrics
What About Eddie - Sun Lyrics
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I never thought that living
Could stumble down to this
Why is the old man grinning
Amid the stink of piss
Well, at least with illness
There's muddle and decay
To take this failure from us
Stop us standing, here again
Well I know the briefest sun
Must yield to rain
And when it's gone
We'll crawl again
This isn't fun
It's pointless
Like some stupid game
Save it for another day
It moves a little closer now
Hearing fools around the grave
Feet will truly itch and how
None of this is brave
Words are looking skyward
Ambiguously droned
Birds are flocking homeward
Ignoring what is partly mourned
Well I know the briefest sun
Must yield to rain
And when it's gone
We'll crawl again
This isn't fun
It's pointless
Like some stupid game
Save it for another day
Could stumble down to this
Why is the old man grinning
Amid the stink of piss
Well, at least with illness
There's muddle and decay
To take this failure from us
Stop us standing, here again
Well I know the briefest sun
Must yield to rain
And when it's gone
We'll crawl again
This isn't fun
It's pointless
Like some stupid game
Save it for another day
It moves a little closer now
Hearing fools around the grave
Feet will truly itch and how
None of this is brave
Words are looking skyward
Ambiguously droned
Birds are flocking homeward
Ignoring what is partly mourned
Well I know the briefest sun
Must yield to rain
And when it's gone
We'll crawl again
This isn't fun
It's pointless
Like some stupid game
Save it for another day
Writer: Tom Miller
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid