Amy O Sunday Meal
[Verse 1]
Say goodbye in a room all alone on a stone in a lizard's eye
Cold on your own
Tap a vein, make it rain, let the wet silhouette
Back to kissing clouds, strange to be home
Steer the wheel, get along, heavy stone, on its own
I would fall to the bottom of the pond
Murky voice, hear a dream, is it real, in between
She is calling me, "Come on home, steer the wheel along"
[Verse 2]
Step away, look around, put your ass on the ground
Times for sitting still are few and far between
Sunday meal makes me feel like a bug in a field
Silver shimmering, behold to the green
Put my dad in a box, close it tight, lock it up
Send it shuttling straight down the stream
Come on, make it clean
[Verse 3]
Tap a vein, make it rain, let the wet silhouette
Steer the wheel, get along to the bottom of the pond
Murky voice, hear a dream, she is calling me home
Say goodbye in a room all alone on a stone
Say goodbye in a room, she is calling me
Ho-o-o-ome
Ho-o-o-o-ome
Ho-o-o-ome
Ho-o-o-o-ome
Ho-o-o-o-o-o-ome
Ho-o-o-o-ome
Ho-o-o-ome
Ho-o-o-o-ome
