Sunday Afternoon - The Black Angels

Come on, over here

It’s all right over here

In the silent empty places

It’s shining in the shadows

It’s all right over here

It’s okay over here

Up in my tree, where you can see

Crystal visions on a Sunday

You know that you don’t even know (yeah)

You think just like they told you to (yeah)

Look within you for the kingdom

Then you’ll see, you can see.

Come on over here

It’s all right over here

In the middle of the daytime,

Fell the colours, pull from inside

And come on over here,

It’s all right over here

With your new eyes, turn on your light

Let your love glow, leave your ego

You know that you’ve just got to go (yeah)

You were blind, trapped inside their sty (yeah)

But now you see that you know nothing

So just go and let it show