The Prize Fighter Inferno - Easter текст песни

Sail it till Sunday, just till the evening's grey.

It's Easter, until the sun, and Cecillia.
It's Easter, the sun and Cecillia.

I don't wanna lay against duct tape, cracked or crooked,
In the outdoor, left outside in the rain,
?? longing for the face that I've been missing
Seven sea looking for a day I long again.

It's Easter, until the sun, with Cecillia.
It's Easter, the sun, with Cecillia.

It's Easter, the sun, and Cecillia