Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Black Sunday , by - Jethro Tull. Song from the album 50 for 50, in the genre Фолк-рокRelease date: 31.05.2018
Record label: Parlophone
Song language: English
Black Sunday |
| Tomorrow is the one day I would change for a Monday |
| With freezing rains melting and no trains running |
| And sad eyes passing in windows flimsy |
| And my seat rocking from legs not quite matching |
| Got passport, credit cards, a plane that I’m catching |
| Black Sunday falls one day too soon |
| The taxi that takes me will be moving so quickly |
| My suitcases simply too full for the closing |
| Of pants, shirts and kisses all packed in a hurry |
| Two best-selling paper backs chosen at random --- |
| No sign of sales-persons to whom I might hand them |
| Black Sunday falls one day too soon |
| And down at the airport are probably waiting |
| A few thousand passengers, overbooked seating |
| Time long suspended in transit-lounge traumas --- |
| Connections broken and Special Branch watching |
| Conspicuously standing in holiday clothing |
| Black Sunday falls one day too soon |
| Pick up my feet and kick off my lethargy |
| Down to the gate with the old mood upon me |
| Get out and chase the small immortality |
| Born in the minute of my next returning |
| Impatient feet tapping and cigarette burning |
| Homecoming one day too soon |
| And back at the house there’s a grey sky a-tumbling |
| Milk bottles piling on door steps a-crumbling |
| Curtains all drawn and cold water plumbing |
| Notepaper scribbles I read unbelieving |
| Saying how sorry, how sad was the leaving |
| …one day too soon |