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sunday morning
brings the dawn in
it's just a restless feeling
by my side
early dawning
sunday morning
it's all the wasted years
so close behind
watch out the world's behind you
there's always someone around you
who will call
it's nothing at all
sunday morning
and I'm falling
I've got {a} feeling
I don't want to know
early dawning
sunday morning
it's all the streets you've crossed
not so long ago
watch out the world's behind you
there's always someone around you
who will call
it's nothing at all
watch out the world's behind you
there's always someone around you
who will call
it's nothing at all
sunday morning...
brings the dawn in
it's just a restless feeling
by my side
early dawning
sunday morning
it's all the wasted years
so close behind
watch out the world's behind you
there's always someone around you
who will call
it's nothing at all
sunday morning
and I'm falling
I've got {a} feeling
I don't want to know
early dawning
sunday morning
it's all the streets you've crossed
not so long ago
watch out the world's behind you
there's always someone around you
who will call
it's nothing at all
watch out the world's behind you
there's always someone around you
who will call
it's nothing at all
sunday morning...
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I have a tendency to over indulge in alcohol and frequently blackout, waking up with no recollection of the end of the night, and often a feeling I don't want to know.
Less often someone else would be in the bed restless by my side.
This song is always an uplifting reassurance that even if I did make an ass out of myself I have friends that will be there not judging me as harsh as I am.
Fortunately for me I'm a non-violent and rather harmless drunk when I do overdue it. And it a whole lot less frequent than in college when I needed this song every weekend.
It may be about depression or drug use, but it doesn't come off as anything but hopefull of the future being better.
"It's just the wasted years so close behind" "It's all the streets you crossed, not so long ago" he said that it's just a problem that passed by and wasted some of his lifetime but there's always someone beside him so it's ok.
The 'it's okay' part of the having someone beside you is meant as a self-criticism. The narrator presumably goes to large parties, does either so many drugs or drinks so much alcohol that he blacks out- along with half the partygoers. In the morning, he relies on someone else that is not quite as destroyed as he is to either call for a ride or call and ambulance. When he says the line about it being alright, he's criticizing himself for being so lazy and carelessly reliant on others, because one day that other person is not going to be there to save him. But the narrator knows that he is never going to change his habits, and hates himself for it.
The 'wasted years' refers to the fact that he has done nothing with his life for a long time; he's been out getting wasted instead.
I feel like that a bit.
It's about waking up, realising the consequences of something you have done. I guess it could be relevant to drinking, or drugs and waking up after etc, but it also just to knowing you have messed up, and hurt other people, and the sort of 'what the fuck do I do now?' feeling.
As it continues it just keeps bouncing back between rather paper thin optimism when compared to everything that happened prior to Sunday Morning. Its Sunday Morning, but despite how positive things might be, the character in the lyrics knows that nothing is really going to change. He ignores that fact for so long, but as the song progress it goes from something beneath the surface to something far more apparant to something that completely overwhelms the positivity.
The next part..."Sunday morning...but why am I feeling so...it's just...fuck I've wasted so many years of my life...fuck...whatever it's still Sunday Morning...new day and everything...stay positive"
Then the song literally takes a step back and you just hear a more general commentary on this contrasting mentality. Look out! Reality is creeping up behind you -- someone is always trying to bring you back down to the negative reality of your life. The next line is one of my favorites because it works for both optimism and pessimism: "It's nothing at all" can mean "No worries, it's a new day." or the character literally hearing voices around himself -- be them physical or inner thoughts/realizations reminding him of how fucked everything is. Then the depressing realization that there is nothing there -- but he still just drifted off to that dark place and really, it wouldn't be so bad to talk to someone.
The rest of the song onwards because overwhelmingly depressing. He's losing it. Sunday morning -- and I'm falling. He's no longer positive. There is a bright sunny day, but all he can think about now is that initial slight inner nagging reminding him of last night, of where he is in life and everything else that hasn't turned out the way he imagined. The initial restlessness has completely taken over the Sunday Morning.
"I've got a feeling I don't want to know."
Him aware that if he keeps thinking about what happened prior to Sunday Morning, he's not going to like what he finds.
As the song comes to an end one can interpret it in the same manner as "It's nothing at all". Sunday Morning repeated can be either the absolute extreme of optimism or the absolute extreme of negativity (and insanity). Repetition of Sunday Morning can mean "Fuck it all, its a new day. Sunday Morning -- its time for a change." Repeatedly reminding himself without dwelling on the restlessness on the current state of how beautiful the day is. However, it can also mean that very same thing but he is failing in convincing himself. He's driven himself to a state of absolute rock bottom in contemplation and, in a fetal-position-mentality, is repeating to himself "Sunday Morning" over and over again despite knowing nothing will change.
Later that summer, driving to Cornwall this time, I played over and over again on the 6 hour journey, managing to zone out from the inane radio babble everyone else was listening to. I can remember coming over the hill and seeing St Michaels Mount in the fading light, as the lines 'It's just the wasted years so close behind' played in my ears. Somehow, it was the most perfect moment I have ever experienced.
I have never tried drugs (I'm 15 for goodness sake) but this song still means more to me than any other song has ever managed to. I think the 788 plays on iTunes (in under a year) expresses that better than I can.
Peace guys...
but uplifting at the same time.
i didn't know the vu could really write that way.