[01:47.00]A shadow slid down the stairs in the late afternoon
[01:47.00]On a Sunday landing
[01:47.00]The silence was deserted
[01:47.00]I dangled my feet, my notebook still closed
[01:47.00]The world was at rest
[01:47.00]I was here
[01:47.00]On a Sunday landing
[01:47.00]My sighs were melting in the wind
[01:47.00]I momentarily forgot about the rules of obligation
[01:47.00]I wasn't trapped by someone else's schedule
[01:47.00]I just tested my own stride
[01:47.00]The sky peeking out the window was the answer
[01:47.00]As I sat on the stone steps
[01:47.00]A child's voice in the distance
[01:47.00]A small sound I normally wouldn't notice reverberated
[01:47.00]I took off my sneakers and took a breath
[01:47.00]On a Sunday landing
[01:47.00]I felt a little light-hearted
[01:47.00]I was listening to someone. Even if you get caught, just laugh and run away
[01:47.00]On a Sunday dance floor, there's a little bit of freedom
[01:47.00]Even if you hesitate about the future
[01:47.00]You can start from here
[01:47.00]In the light and wind