An Old Sunday Lyrics by Innocence Mission
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An Old Sunday-------------Atticus of an old SundayWhen you past me sitting on the stepOn the porch, waiting for thunderAnd all of you came by like a paradeAtticus, walking for hungerThere is suffering in the world you saidAt seventeen, I was in 1st gradeI couldn't think of anything to sayMy sisters have soldiers to pray forAnd they receive their presents in the mailAnd Atticus, I was just thinkingI could pray for you and all your friendsThere was a cloud of him, sunday fuller, something to comeAnd I got you bunches of azaleaI gave you bunches of azaleaYou say, "Look at the flowers, look at the flowers"And I thought I could keep all mineAnd Atticus, I was so happy when I said good-bye to you and your parade
An Old Sunday-------------Atticus of an old SundayWhen you past me sitting on the stepOn the porch, waiting for thunderAnd all of you came by like a paradeAtticus, walking for hungerThere is suffering in the world you saidAt seventeen, I was in 1st gradeI couldn't think of anything to sayMy sisters have soldiers to pray forAnd they receive their presents in the mailAnd Atticus, I was just thinkingI could pray for you and all your friendsThere was a cloud of him, sunday fuller, something to comeAnd I got you bunches of azaleaI gave you bunches of azaleaYou say, "Look at the flowers, look at the flowers"And I thought I could keep all mineAnd Atticus, I was so happy when I said good-bye to you and your parade