A Song For The Drunk And Broken Hearted – Passenger

Nghệ sĩ: Passenger

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...Sweet Sunday afternoon september's golden brown

Summer always fades too soon like the laughter of a clown

And shadows fill the room where sorrows come to drown

Your heart's a lead balloon ...as you sink another one down

I know it numbs the way you feel

Blurs what is right and what is real

And there's no love left you can steal

For the joker laughs along and the jesters outsmarted

The gambler tries to win back what he's lost

And the sad man sings a song for the drunk and broken hearted

And the fool he never knows how much it costs

...Sweet Sunday afternoon and all that can be heard

Is an old familiar tune though you've forgotten half the words

And sunlight floods the room like a silent flock of birds

And hopes a red balloon ...Disappearing through the clouds