Sunday At Dusk
Jagged Rocks On The Perimeter Lyrics


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Somewhere here
Has left us this
on this day
Of holy bliss
There is no one
Else outside
To save me from
The drudge
Of another night

When the sun goes down
We take shelter in our house
Without the birds
We have dust
It happens once a week
It's sunday at dusk

And the street lights
Cut the air
I look around and you're
Not there
So I'll stop and come
My hair




And wonder just what I'm
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Overall Meaning

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The lyrics to "Sunday At Dusk" by Jagged Rocks On The Perimeter narrate a sense of somber longing and solitude that comes with a Sunday evening. The singer depicts a scene where they are left alone in a state of introspection on this specific day of sanctity and happiness. The absence of any external presence intensifies their feelings of being trapped and weary, longing for someone to save them from the monotonous routine of another night.


As the sun sets, creating a dark and lonely ambiance, the singer seeks solace within the confines of their house, where the absence of chirping birds suggests a feeling of emptiness. The recurring nature of this weekly occurrence is emphasized, as Sunday at dusk becomes a routine event where the singer finds themselves in a state of longing and introspection, detached from the world.


The lyrics evoke a sense of melancholy and yearning, painting a vivid picture of solitary moments on a Sunday evening. It captures the introspective emotions that surface when one is left alone, abandoned by external comforts and searching for meaning amidst the mundanity of life.


Line by Line Meaning

Somewhere here
In this place, someone has vanished or left us


Has left us this
They have left behind something for us to discover or interpret


on this day
In this specific moment or occasion


Of holy bliss
Filled with a sense of sacred happiness or joy


There is no one
There is nobody else present or available


Else outside
Apart from us, no one is out in the open


To save me from
To rescue or protect me from


The drudge
The monotonous or tiresome task


Of another night
Of facing yet another evening or darkness


When the sun goes down
At the point when the daylight disappears


We take shelter in our house
We seek refuge or find safety in our home


Without the birds
In the absence of the chirping feathered creatures


We have dust
We are left with only particles or debris


It happens once a week
This occurrence takes place every seven days


It's Sunday at dusk
It is the time when Sunday merges into dusk


And the street lights
The illumination provided by the lamps on the roads


Cut the air
They create a divide or cleave through the atmosphere


I look around and you're
I examine my surroundings and you are


Not there
Absent or missing


So I'll stop and comb
Therefore, I will pause and groom


My hair
The strands on my head


And wonder just what I'm
And contemplate what exactly I am


Doing
Engaged in or undertaking




Lyrics © WHIRLED MUSIC PUBLISHING
Written by: Jim Booth, Richard Contadino, Timothy David Ferguson

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