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SUNDAY SONG

Sunday always seems to be

The day my thoughts go flying free,

And times gone by return to me,

From yesterday.

 

A Sunday street's a bygone street

That echoes someone else's feet,

And other voices, soft and sweet,

From yesterday.

 

A Sunday bell's a timeless knell

That tolling has a tale to tell,

Reminding me when all was well,

From yesterday.

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