Matthew Good Band Heather`s Like Sunday Lyrics

Heather`s Like Sunday Lyrics

Had a map
Had a chance left in a stolen car
The cruise sure looked like
heaven
But we knew we'd never make it that far
The sea fields and the
poor towns flew by in the dark
And our plan, my dear, there she slept, with
one single shot 
To the heart full of strings
Heart full of finer
things
There is salvation out there
There are reasons for us to
care
Hands on the wheel
Tried hard to breathe and feel
Cause going
out's the easy part, I said going out's the easy part
And if the Devil was a
poet, I doubt that he would know it
And I doubt that he could win your heart
with simple words of flame
Like love is just a prison if there is no one
there to listen 
And the truth is shallow water if you learn nothing when it
came

Found a cause
Had a chance dream with a cheap huitar
I know
that she'd beleive me but she knew I'd never make it that far
She said
they'd follow me down if I didn't give myself away
So you just hold on tight
and close your eyes
And try damn hard no to think about yesterday
She said
her father was a holy man who hid her from the world
Like a puppet in an
evening dress with plastic friends and pearls
And I was never much for
dancing but I was the leader of the band
And I played revolutionary waltzes
with a revolver in my 
Hand over strings
A hand full of finer
things
There is salvation in here
Reasons for us to care
Hands on the
wheel
Tried to breathe and feel
Cause going out's the easy part, I said
going out's the easy part

And if the Devil was a poet, I doubt that he
would know it
And I doubt that he could win your heart with simple words of
flame
Like love is just the meaning of someone else's dreaming 
And
Heather's like Sunday

And if the Devil was a poet, I doubt that he would
know it
And I doubt that he could win your heart with simple words of
flame
Like love is just the meaning of someone else's dreaming 
And
Heather's like Sunday