"Quiet Sunday" genre: Alternative Country
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	Ever break up and make up? Thats from the lyrical standpoint. Musically it's drenched in layered guitars.
	CD: Triple Love Bookends   Label: 24 Burn Music Credits: Mark Buerschaper
	Story Behind the Song Sometimes we travel to special places to be with a special person. Sometimes we travel to the same place to figure out what went wrong between you and the special person. Lyrics By the edge of the creek We would sit and not speak Because it was a quiet way to end a Sunday The stars framed your head But I looked at the ones in your eyes instead A picturesque way to end a Sunday I had said this day belongs to you For all of the things that you do, that you do One day the snow fell And we grew apart I could tell So I took a walk, along the same creek on a Sunday Feeling alone, Feeling carved out of stone And I knew that it was a different kind of Sunday Our arguments, they had been few And I was scared that we were through, that we were through Now it's the end of the song But you and I are back where we belong As we were on one of Summer's last Sundays We had sat by the creek, but we did'nt ever speak It was a quiet way to end a Sunday And I hope our trouble will be few As the years keep coming through and through

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