Lyrics
She walks with a sadness like she's never known
She exudes a profound sadness unfamiliar to her.
Exiting from the back in black from head to toe
Leaving discreetly, dressed entirely in black.
A swallow of stale station air
Inhaling the stagnant air of a train station.
Leaving behind the taste of despair
Leaving behind the lingering taste of hopelessness.
Almost running into someone she used to know
Nearly colliding with someone from her past.
As fragile as a flower
Comparing her fragility to that of a flower.
She wonders if she can go on
Contemplating the possibility of continuing.
It's been a long morning
Expressing the weariness of a lengthy morning.
Another cold back Sunday
Reflecting on a cold, uninviting Sunday.
It's like shes been awake for hours
Feeling as though she's been awake for an extended period.
Another dying Sunday
Another Sunday marked by decline and decay.
She hopes to hide these things behind a darkened veil
Hoping to conceal her struggles behind a dark veil.
She dies inside thinking of every time she failed
Experiencing internal anguish, recalling past failures.
It seems like only yesterday
Perceiving the passage of time as swift, like yesterday.
A memory of golden gray
Recalling a memory tinted with a sense of melancholy.
Foreshadowing a pale tomorrow
Suggesting a future marked by paleness and uncertainty.
If she could hold on one more hour
Expressing the desire to endure for just one more hour.
Maybe she can go on
Hopeful that enduring will allow her to continue.
It's been a long morning
Reiterating the weariness of the prolonged morning.
Another cold back Sunday
Another Sunday marked by cold and desolation.
It's like shes been awake for hours
Feeling as though she's been awake for an extended period.
Another dying Sunday
Another Sunday shadowed by decline and decay.
She knows she tried
Acknowledging her efforts, despite the difficulty.
Stuck in the middle
Stuck in the midst of her challenges.
She blames herself, a little
Taking partial responsibility for her situation.
She knows she tried
Acknowledging her efforts, despite the difficulty.
Suck in the middle
Remaining trapped in the middle of her struggles.
She hates this sound
Expressing dislike for a distressing sound or situation.
It's been a long morning
Reiterating the weariness of the prolonged morning.
Another cold back Sunday
Another Sunday marked by cold and desolation.
It's like shes been awake for hours
Feeling as though she's been awake for an extended period.
Another dying Sunday
Another Sunday shadowed by decline and decay.
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