Never Not Sunday

Tom Rosenthal

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[Intro] [Verse] Fight with me if you want me to die Whisper your words like a river go lightly I was born in the middle of night All of my ancestors walking behind me To the dreams I now know as a lie The wandering life never seemed like a goodbye [Chorus] To the land I once knew as a boy I ran through the light it was never not Sunday Moments made in the shadows of joy As long as I’m living I’ll find you there someday [Verse] Hi I wanted to tell you my age Dip my toe in the universe matey Feelings like this were never the same When I found out that the world could not hide me Now the time is a weight on my wrist All of my hearts have wandered off without me [Chorus] To the land I once knew as a boy I ran through the light it was never not Sunday Moments made in the shadows of joy As long as I’m living I’ll find you there someday And I was striding like a world weary worthy winner But I was a life beginner And I was hoping for some magic before my dinner Open eyes and see the glimmer go Vanishing before I could know Oh the dreams I know now as a lie The wandering life never seemed like a goodbye To the land I once knew as a boy I ran through the light it was never not Sunday Moments made in the shadows of joy As long as I’m living I’ll find you there someday As long as I’m living I’ll find you there someday As long as I’m living I’ll find you there someday

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Cette chanson évoque un voyage introspectif à travers le temps et les souvenirs d'enfance. Le narrateur lutte avec des sentiments de perte et de recherche d'identité, tout en reconnaissant l’influence de ses ancêtres et des rêves qui, finalement, ont perdu leur sens. Il se rappelle d'une époque où la vie semblait plus simple, remplie de moments de joie, et aspire à retrouver ces instants précieux, même si la réalité présente est accablante. Le récit semble aussi refléter une quête de compréhension et de réconciliation avec son passé, marquée par un contraste entre l'innocence de l'enfance et les défis de l'âge adulte. On ressent une nostalgie profonde et un espoir, presque une promesse d'un retour vers ce qui était cher, tant que la vie continue.

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