Sunday Bells Lyrics

Cover me with the rain that is billowing down upon your dizzy town. Where the mornings swell with Sunday bells and the poppy wreaths are stubble in the fields.
Cover me with the rain that is needling down upon this dizzy playground. Are you well now? Can you tell me
Why the wires touch and the mirror rusts?
YOU CAN AND DO!
The car will follow you soon, to bury me, to carry me home, or leave a body blue. The wall will fall on you but we both will bruise.
I'm so solemn on the other side, I try not to look but the morning makes me cry. So should my colours show?
WELL EITHER THEY DO OR THEY DON'T!
Our lips click like lucky pennies. The car will follow you soon, to bury me, to carry me home, or leave a body
Blue. The wall will fall on you but we both will bruise.