A Goodbye Rye 歌词

	作词 : Buckner
	Once upon a blue thing or two, eyes and sighs and a moon-confused, we heard the sparks fly and we
	watched their lies. Some died in retreat, some in jealousy
	You know boredom breeds temptation in it's wake, but you will look @ what temptation's done?
	There's spirits here in the hollow and a message @ the bottom of the bottle:
	"the sky tonight is grey."
	"the quiver and the quake..."
	We cheered away a goodbye rye then bled on down the road,
	but when the buzz was over, ... [man, it was gettin' cold]
	The years are slow, so I'll lie alone. Do you want your name to burn away?
	But, lies aside, will I ride along and through and over you?
	Sleep, shame, Reno's low behind in flames. So, in your misty midst, on
	your lowland frame, won't you sleep, shame?

	zuo ci : Buckner
	Once upon a blue thing or two, eyes and sighs and a moonconfused, we heard the sparks fly and we
	watched their lies. Some died in retreat, some in jealousy
	You know boredom breeds temptation in it' s wake, but you will look what temptation' s done?
	There' s spirits here in the hollow and a message the bottom of the bottle:
	" the sky tonight is grey."
	" the quiver and the quake..."
	We cheered away a goodbye rye then bled on down the road,
	but when the buzz was over, ... man, it was gettin' cold
	The years are slow, so I' ll lie alone. Do you want your name to burn away?
	But, lies aside, will I ride along and through and over you?
	Sleep, shame, Reno' s low behind in flames. So, in your misty midst, on
	your lowland frame, won' t you sleep, shame?

	zuò cí : Buckner
	Once upon a blue thing or two, eyes and sighs and a moonconfused, we heard the sparks fly and we
	watched their lies. Some died in retreat, some in jealousy
	You know boredom breeds temptation in it' s wake, but you will look what temptation' s done?
	There' s spirits here in the hollow and a message the bottom of the bottle:
	" the sky tonight is grey."
	" the quiver and the quake..."
	We cheered away a goodbye rye then bled on down the road,
	but when the buzz was over, ... man, it was gettin' cold
	The years are slow, so I' ll lie alone. Do you want your name to burn away?
	But, lies aside, will I ride along and through and over you?
	Sleep, shame, Reno' s low behind in flames. So, in your misty midst, on
	your lowland frame, won' t you sleep, shame?

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