The Servant's Room Songtext
von Emma Tricca

Came here to feel
The last of the summer sun
Its light cutting through
The asphalt road

Sunday walkers
Loud talkers
Steps of doubt

The streets gently frayed
By red eastern lamps
Break the fast
Of an untold dream

Sunday walkers
Louder talkers
Steps of doubt

The reigning girl
You left behind
Is fetching gold
From a stranger′s hand


Sunday walkers
Louder talkers
Steps of doubt

The sun goes down
He locked the door
And now the day
Has turned its back

Sunday walkers
Louder talkers
Steps of doubt

Came here to feel
The last of the summer sun
Its fold in
The clocks have changed

Sunday walkers
Louder talkers
Steps of doubt

Sunday walkers
Louder talkers
Steps of doubt


Sunday walkers
Louder talkers
Steps of doubt