Sunday
Edwood Lyrics
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The lighting disappears
In a night of beauty and beer
I wanna be a star
I wanna go so far
On Sunday
Today is Sunday
Like self-esteem, like a win of match
And fingertips knock my door in the afternoon
I wait for the night, for the mellow lips of a song
For the charming beauty of the winter time,
Of the breeze, of a cold light
Please close your eyes and wipe your tears,
It's Sunday
Edwood's song "Sunday" is a beautiful hymn to the wonders of weekends and the joy that they can bring. The song has a haunting quality that reflects the bittersweet nature of life, and the lyrics are evocative and thought-provoking.
In the first verse, the lighting disappears, creating an atmosphere of beauty and beer. The singer then expresses a desire to be a star, to go far and make his mark on the world. This desire for success is a common theme in many songs, but Edwood's treatment is unique, capturing the raw desire and ambition that fuels many musicians.
The chorus of the song is particularly moving, with the singer comparing himself to insects flitting about in the air. He then describes the mellow lips of a song and the beauty of the winter time. These images are particularly powerful, evoking the sense of longing and magic that comes with the changing seasons.
Line by Line Meaning
The lighting disappears
The sun sets and the light fades away
In a night of beauty and beer
In an evening filled with beautiful sights and alcohol
I wanna be a star
I aspire to be famous
I wanna go so far
I want to achieve great success
On Sunday
Today is Sunday
Like insects fly, occupy the air
People move around like insects, filling the atmosphere
Like self-esteem, like a win of match
People are filled with confidence, like winning a game
And fingertips knock my door in the afternoon
Someone comes to visit me during the afternoon
I wait for the night, for the mellow lips of a song
I anticipate the calming melody of a song in the evening
For the charming beauty of the winter time,
For the alluring atmosphere of winter
Of the breeze, of a cold light
The cold wind feels refreshing and the light has a chill to it
Please close your eyes and wipe your tears,
Relax and let go of your worries
It's Sunday
Today is Sunday
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