歌曲 | From Debris |
歌手 | matt pond PA |
专辑 | Several Arrows Later |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Matt Pond Pa | |
Your feet upon the snow dear | |
i knew you could not believe it | |
there was no time to put shoes on | |
you were woken to alarms ring | |
you barely left your blankets | |
to see your neighbors house on fire | |
they were standing right beside it | |
it's difficult believing | |
when you can't tell what you're seeing. | |
from debris you and me could start something | |
from backseats behind the trees won't know one thing | |
from debris, you and me… | |
your feet upon the road dear | |
run between the houses | |
your arms were filled with water | |
without the hesitation | |
to know what your were doing | |
i think people can be perfect | |
when they do not think about it | |
i think people can be perfect | |
from debris you and me could start something | |
from backseats behind the trees we'll know thing | |
from debris you and me | |
staring at nothing | |
for hours and hours | |
run from the evening | |
run with the water | |
from debris, you and me... | |
you're not above it... | |
you're not below it... |
zuo qu : Matt Pond Pa | |
Your feet upon the snow dear | |
i knew you could not believe it | |
there was no time to put shoes on | |
you were woken to alarms ring | |
you barely left your blankets | |
to see your neighbors house on fire | |
they were standing right beside it | |
it' s difficult believing | |
when you can' t tell what you' re seeing. | |
from debris you and me could start something | |
from backseats behind the trees won' t know one thing | |
from debris, you and me | |
your feet upon the road dear | |
run between the houses | |
your arms were filled with water | |
without the hesitation | |
to know what your were doing | |
i think people can be perfect | |
when they do not think about it | |
i think people can be perfect | |
from debris you and me could start something | |
from backseats behind the trees we' ll know thing | |
from debris you and me | |
staring at nothing | |
for hours and hours | |
run from the evening | |
run with the water | |
from debris, you and me... | |
you' re not above it... | |
you' re not below it... |
zuò qǔ : Matt Pond Pa | |
Your feet upon the snow dear | |
i knew you could not believe it | |
there was no time to put shoes on | |
you were woken to alarms ring | |
you barely left your blankets | |
to see your neighbors house on fire | |
they were standing right beside it | |
it' s difficult believing | |
when you can' t tell what you' re seeing. | |
from debris you and me could start something | |
from backseats behind the trees won' t know one thing | |
from debris, you and me | |
your feet upon the road dear | |
run between the houses | |
your arms were filled with water | |
without the hesitation | |
to know what your were doing | |
i think people can be perfect | |
when they do not think about it | |
i think people can be perfect | |
from debris you and me could start something | |
from backseats behind the trees we' ll know thing | |
from debris you and me | |
staring at nothing | |
for hours and hours | |
run from the evening | |
run with the water | |
from debris, you and me... | |
you' re not above it... | |
you' re not below it... |