歌曲 | Standing Water |
歌手 | Soul Asylum |
专辑 | The Silver Lining |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Pirner | |
Down from the mountain | |
Running wild through the trees | |
A crystal glimour, rolling along so effortlessly. | |
Trickled down from the country | |
But the city sucked it in and spit it out | |
Now the gravity pulls you to the curb side now and it's getting light... | |
And it's too soon, too fast.. | |
And now they're never gonna last... | |
Standing water, standing to close to the sun with your rainbow run-off, you're like a sitting duck waiting for the summer rain to come. | |
I was at low-life in the hotlands, | |
I was barely living up to the standard undemands, | |
I had run out of reasons to let myself believe in anything, | |
I wanted to phone home so many times but | |
I'm never giving in, you know dreams never die. |
zuo ci : Pirner | |
Down from the mountain | |
Running wild through the trees | |
A crystal glimour, rolling along so effortlessly. | |
Trickled down from the country | |
But the city sucked it in and spit it out | |
Now the gravity pulls you to the curb side now and it' s getting light... | |
And it' s too soon, too fast.. | |
And now they' re never gonna last... | |
Standing water, standing to close to the sun with your rainbow runoff, you' re like a sitting duck waiting for the summer rain to come. | |
I was at lowlife in the hotlands, | |
I was barely living up to the standard undemands, | |
I had run out of reasons to let myself believe in anything, | |
I wanted to phone home so many times but | |
I' m never giving in, you know dreams never die. |
zuò cí : Pirner | |
Down from the mountain | |
Running wild through the trees | |
A crystal glimour, rolling along so effortlessly. | |
Trickled down from the country | |
But the city sucked it in and spit it out | |
Now the gravity pulls you to the curb side now and it' s getting light... | |
And it' s too soon, too fast.. | |
And now they' re never gonna last... | |
Standing water, standing to close to the sun with your rainbow runoff, you' re like a sitting duck waiting for the summer rain to come. | |
I was at lowlife in the hotlands, | |
I was barely living up to the standard undemands, | |
I had run out of reasons to let myself believe in anything, | |
I wanted to phone home so many times but | |
I' m never giving in, you know dreams never die. |