Sunday Mourning
November Cold
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It's Sunday morning and we're getting high in our bed again I get up to make our coffee and I pass by the grandfather clock But all I see are my mother's crystals My reflection staring back at me And her ashes that sit just below It's Sunday morning and I'm stuck in my own head again And I know she'll never come back It feels like I'm in a dream But then I realize that some day death will come for me too And I hope it comes in silence, just like it did for you And I wanted you to know, that Grey's been helping me all the way through So just you rest and when my time comes, you're the first soul that I'm coming to It's Sunday Mourning It's Sunday Mourning
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Written by: Kyle Therrien, Robert Gargiulo
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