Everyday feels like Sunday baby everyday feels so good Everyday feels like Sunday baby everyday feels so good I'm further and further away from the fall everyday And for years I bowed I could not sleep so very well Even standing up I crawled yet there is a softness I can tell
I'm electric now from the pure brilliant sparks you shot Like a little man all I can say is ”thanks a lot” Ah I must destroy this artificial darkness That's how it seems to me to be, art artificial now 'cause