Messes of Men 歌词

歌曲	Messes of Men
歌手	mewithoutYou
专辑	Brother, Sister
下载	Image LRC TXT

	作曲 : MewithoutYou
	I do not exist
	We faithfully insist
	Sailing in our separate ships
	And from each tiny caravel
	Tiring of trying
	There's a necessary dying
	Like the horseshoe crab
	In its proper season sheds its shell
	Such distance from our friends
	Like a scratch across the lens
	Made everything look wrong
	From anywhere we stood
	Our paper flew away
	Before we'd left the bay
	So half-blind we wrote these songs
	On sheets of salty wood
	Caught me making eyes
	At the other boatmen's wives
	And heard me laughing louder
	At the jokes told by their daughters
	I'd set my course for land
	But you well understand
	It takes a steady hand
	To navigate adulterous waters
	The propeller's spinning blades
	Held acquaintance with the waves
	As there's mistakes I've made
	No rowing could outrun
	The cloth low on the mast
	Like to say I've got no past
	But I'm nonetheless
	The librarian and secretary's son
	With tarnish on my brass
	And mildew on my glass
	I'd never want someone so crass
	As to want someone like me
	But a few leagues off the shore
	I bit a flashing lure
	And I assure you
	It was not what I expected it to be
	I still taste its kiss
	That dull hook in my lip
	Is a memory as useless
	As a rod without a reel
	To an anchor ever-dropped
	Seasick yet still docked
	Captain spotted napping
	With his first mate at the wheel
	Floating forgetfully along
	With no need to be strong
	We keep our confessions long
	And when we pray we keep it short
	I drank a thimble full of fire
	And I'm not ever coming back
	Oh, my God
	I do not exist
	We faithfully insist
	While watching sink the heavy ship
	Of everything we knew
	And if ever you come near
	I'll hold up high a mirror
	Lord, I could never show you
	Anything as beautiful as You

	zuo qu : MewithoutYou
	I do not exist
	We faithfully insist
	Sailing in our separate ships
	And from each tiny caravel
	Tiring of trying
	There' s a necessary dying
	Like the horseshoe crab
	In its proper season sheds its shell
	Such distance from our friends
	Like a scratch across the lens
	Made everything look wrong
	From anywhere we stood
	Our paper flew away
	Before we' d left the bay
	So halfblind we wrote these songs
	On sheets of salty wood
	Caught me making eyes
	At the other boatmen' s wives
	And heard me laughing louder
	At the jokes told by their daughters
	I' d set my course for land
	But you well understand
	It takes a steady hand
	To navigate adulterous waters
	The propeller' s spinning blades
	Held acquaintance with the waves
	As there' s mistakes I' ve made
	No rowing could outrun
	The cloth low on the mast
	Like to say I' ve got no past
	But I' m nonetheless
	The librarian and secretary' s son
	With tarnish on my brass
	And mildew on my glass
	I' d never want someone so crass
	As to want someone like me
	But a few leagues off the shore
	I bit a flashing lure
	And I assure you
	It was not what I expected it to be
	I still taste its kiss
	That dull hook in my lip
	Is a memory as useless
	As a rod without a reel
	To an anchor everdropped
	Seasick yet still docked
	Captain spotted napping
	With his first mate at the wheel
	Floating forgetfully along
	With no need to be strong
	We keep our confessions long
	And when we pray we keep it short
	I drank a thimble full of fire
	And I' m not ever coming back
	Oh, my God
	I do not exist
	We faithfully insist
	While watching sink the heavy ship
	Of everything we knew
	And if ever you come near
	I' ll hold up high a mirror
	Lord, I could never show you
	Anything as beautiful as You

	zuò qǔ : MewithoutYou
	I do not exist
	We faithfully insist
	Sailing in our separate ships
	And from each tiny caravel
	Tiring of trying
	There' s a necessary dying
	Like the horseshoe crab
	In its proper season sheds its shell
	Such distance from our friends
	Like a scratch across the lens
	Made everything look wrong
	From anywhere we stood
	Our paper flew away
	Before we' d left the bay
	So halfblind we wrote these songs
	On sheets of salty wood
	Caught me making eyes
	At the other boatmen' s wives
	And heard me laughing louder
	At the jokes told by their daughters
	I' d set my course for land
	But you well understand
	It takes a steady hand
	To navigate adulterous waters
	The propeller' s spinning blades
	Held acquaintance with the waves
	As there' s mistakes I' ve made
	No rowing could outrun
	The cloth low on the mast
	Like to say I' ve got no past
	But I' m nonetheless
	The librarian and secretary' s son
	With tarnish on my brass
	And mildew on my glass
	I' d never want someone so crass
	As to want someone like me
	But a few leagues off the shore
	I bit a flashing lure
	And I assure you
	It was not what I expected it to be
	I still taste its kiss
	That dull hook in my lip
	Is a memory as useless
	As a rod without a reel
	To an anchor everdropped
	Seasick yet still docked
	Captain spotted napping
	With his first mate at the wheel
	Floating forgetfully along
	With no need to be strong
	We keep our confessions long
	And when we pray we keep it short
	I drank a thimble full of fire
	And I' m not ever coming back
	Oh, my God
	I do not exist
	We faithfully insist
	While watching sink the heavy ship
	Of everything we knew
	And if ever you come near
	I' ll hold up high a mirror
	Lord, I could never show you
	Anything as beautiful as You

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