Sunday - Sara Diamond/Brody Myles

We were kicking on Sunday

One sip of the kool aid

Was enough for me

Fast car to the freeway

Better run from the TV screen

Ay

We were six years old

We were living in the city

Playing tricks in the road

Getting caught up with the kiddies

There were wide eyed boys

Playing with their toys

Till the pretty little ladies walked by

And the days got cold

And we turned into the centers

Playing games till the old man called us to dinner

Ain't it crazy how time flies

I've been trying to find this money on my mind

It's frozen and we're broken yeah we're broken baby

I've been trying to find this worry on my mind today

I'm happy to announce that it is what it is

East Coast-maybe Brooklyn baby

Down south-go Miami crazy

Out here we're broken

But were in this together

Where do we go when we die

How do we learn how to give

What do we do to get by

Who do we hurt when we win

When do we learn how to love

When do we choose to be free

Where does the river carry me

Time passed slow till we never see each other

Now we're getting old

We lost some color

Innocence ain't nothing like this

What you wanna tell me honey

I've been trying to find this money on my mind

It's frozen and were broken yeah we're broken baby

I've been trying to find this worry on my mind today

I'm happy to announce that it is what it is

East Coast-maybe Brooklyn baby

Down south-go Miami crazy

Out here we're broken

But were in this together

East Coast-maybe Brooklyn baby

Down south-go Miami crazy

Out here we're broken

But were in this together

Where do we go when we die

How do we learn how to give

What do we do to get by

Who do we hurt when we win