Lyrics The Sundays

The Sundays

Monochrome

It's 4 in the morning July in '69

Me and my sister, we crept down like shadows

They're bringing the moon

Right down to our sitting room

Static and silence and a monochrome vision

They're dancing around

Slow puppets silver ground

And the world is watching with joy

We hear a voice from above and it's history

And we stayed awake all night

And something is said

And the whole room laughs aloud

Me and my sister looking on like shadows

The end of an age as we watched them walk in a glow

Lost in space, but I don't know where it is

They,re dancing around

Slow puppets silver ground

And the stars and stripes in the sand

We hear a voice from above and it's history

And we stayed awake all night

They're dancing around

It sends a shiver down my spine

And I run to look in the sky and

I half expect to hear them asking to come down

Oh, will they fly or will they fall

To be excited by a long late night