歌曲 | I'll Find What I've Been Seeking |
歌手 | Must |
专辑 | Androgynous Jesus |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Ireland | |
Within the struggle | |
I抦 finding peace | |
Here in the madness | |
I am released | |
Upon the rhythm of an ancient melody | |
Inside a trance that catapults me | |
Yeah I wander | |
I wander And in myself | |
I抦 sure I抣l find what | |
I抳e been seeking before too long | |
I抣l find you and | |
I抣l keep you close | |
I抦 still reaching out here don抰 you know | |
What抯 above is down below | |
And I抦 beginning to understand that my demons are | |
Really my friends | |
But you won抰 see the bastards dragging me down | |
For I抦 accepting their gifts of ascent and insight | |
Fair is not and foul is a place | |
From which wings emanate | |
And karma reigns |
zuo qu : Ireland | |
Within the struggle | |
I bing finding peace | |
Here in the madness | |
I am released | |
Upon the rhythm of an ancient melody | |
Inside a trance that catapults me | |
Yeah I wander | |
I wander And in myself | |
I bing sure I yun l find what | |
I ni e been seeking before too long | |
I yun l find you and | |
I yun l keep you close | |
I bing still reaching out here don yang you know | |
What zha above is down below | |
And I bing beginning to understand that my demons are | |
Really my friends | |
But you won yang see the bastards dragging me down | |
For I bing accepting their gifts of ascent and insight | |
Fair is not and foul is a place | |
From which wings emanate | |
And karma reigns |
zuò qǔ : Ireland | |
Within the struggle | |
I bǐng finding peace | |
Here in the madness | |
I am released | |
Upon the rhythm of an ancient melody | |
Inside a trance that catapults me | |
Yeah I wander | |
I wander And in myself | |
I bǐng sure I yun l find what | |
I nǐ e been seeking before too long | |
I yun l find you and | |
I yun l keep you close | |
I bǐng still reaching out here don yāng you know | |
What zhā above is down below | |
And I bǐng beginning to understand that my demons are | |
Really my friends | |
But you won yāng see the bastards dragging me down | |
For I bǐng accepting their gifts of ascent and insight | |
Fair is not and foul is a place | |
From which wings emanate | |
And karma reigns |