Early Mourning
The Miserable Rich * Track #1 On Twelve Ways to Count
Early Mourning Lyrics
She wants her own, that's what she's hoping for
She wants to have what they both tried before
And people say what the papers say
Because the papers say what they believe
And now it feels like early mourning
And there's a fever in this morning
He wants to know that he has closed the door
He wants to know what she is fighting for
And people say what the papers say
Because the papers say what they believe
And now it feels like early mourning
And there's a fever in this morning
I know it feels like early mourning
And there's a fever in this morning
Waiting for a sun
Waiting for a sun
Waiting for a sun that'll never rise
Waiting for a sun
Waiting for a sun
Waiting for a sun that'll never rise
And now it feels like early mourning
And there's a fever in this morning
I know it feels like early mourning
And there's a fever in this morning