Feel alive in the move from Sundays
Washin' green across the town
Dreams the lost are found
And we shout, shout, shout, shout, shout
Sing and shout, sing and shout
Formin' walls like they're meant to part
Will carry on, and on and on
Sing and shout, sing and shout
Lyin' here on the edge of sun
In these nights there's moon and stars
Leavin' silent space around us
And there's angels shooting stars
We feel alive in the move from Sundays
We slowly turn the car
And we follow long its trail
Will carry on, and on and on
Singin' loud, loud, loud, loud, loud, loud
And the timid free again
As they fumble through our hands
Sing and shout, sing and shout
They're rainin' down, they're rainin' down
It's rainin' hard like the years between us
To cure the silence, oh
Feel alive in the move from Sundays
To cure the silence, oh
All the silent make a sound
With Siamese rainin' down
It's rainin' hard like the years between us
And there's angels shooting stars
Days we drive around
And our loud, loud, loud, loud times
Formin' walls like they're meant to part
Singin' loud, loud, loud, loud, loud, loud
And our loud, loud, loud, loud times
And our loud, loud, loud, loud times
Leavin' silent space around us
And we shout, shout, shout, shout, shout
Publisher: NASTY SKRUMPS
Days we drive around
Will carry on, and on and on
Songwriters: Paul Ezekiel Buck, Mark Armand Guidry, Mark Nisan Palgy, Craig Jae Gyu Pfunder
And there's angels shooting stars
We run around and trace the ground
Singin' loud, loud, loud, loud, loud, loud
We feel alive in the move from Sundays
And there's angels shooting stars
Cool summers pourin' down
They're rainin' down, they're rainin' down
Feel alive in the move from Sundays
And we shout, shout, shout, shout, shout
To cure the silence, oh
We slowly rest our eyes
Falling back to catch the lands
We feel alive in the move from Sundays