Walking through the town
And i'm rough again
Premonitions of all the things
I've got ahead
Now to go and throw it all
On something I can't control
Might have mentioned that I hate you
Might have said I don't care
Well this feels like a beautiful Sunday
For the premonitions in my bed
Bosses tell you your contribution is vital
Well lord they've been pulling the wool
Over your eyes
You did not recognise
Might have mentioned that I hate you
Might have said I don't care
Well this feels like a beautiful Sunday
For the premonitions in my bed
I've been staying out of sight
Trying to get out my mind
Trying to find a little peace
From all the thoughts controlling me
Rainclouds covering all that I can see
I feel like I'm going in circles
While I'm here I'll make a change
Take control take the reins
I won't let them go again
Take me to the promise land
Rainclouds covering all that I can see
I feel like I'm going in circles
