Belle & Sebastian - Sundays Pretty Icons Lyrics

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Sundays Pretty Icons

Sundays Pretty Icons Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Sundays Pretty Icons By Belle & Sebastian?
There is no hole in which to hide
There is no plane to catch No hotel room that's warm enough No rent to a room that's quiet A friend I've known through six degrees Cools down to where I hide A friend I've known through dreams and prayers She comes back to my side You're so far from wanting to talk You're so far from wanting to say something good Feel something good The secret lives and loves of girls The secret lives of boys The storm, we are the both of us Too close to ever love Whisky from the Island of Sund Whisky from the year you were born Tastes like kidnap and ransom and exile Somebody asked me what hell was like Somebody asked me for help Somebody asked me what hell was like Lunging and happening, panting of souls Every girl you ever admired Every boy you ever desired Every love you ever forgot Every person that you despised is forgiven |
Who Wrote Sundays Pretty Icons By Belle & Sebastian?
Bob Kildea, Christopher Geddes, Michael Cooke, Richard Colburn, Sarah Martin, Stephen Jackson, Stuart Murdoch
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