歌曲 | Horse Head Lake |
歌手 | Trance to the Sun |
专辑 | Atrocious Virgin |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Two birds met in a tree | |
And for a second the world vanishes | |
Diverts the eye beams to the subconscious | |
From the plasma universe | |
Like all she ever wanted to be was written in sand | |
Long lost on a planet | |
Sweet the sleep that comes to the opening eye | |
Sand on sand and facts on file | |
The tranquility sea of the moon is on fire | |
Books on mechanics say nothing of I | |
And the things they're telling her are total lies… | |
She regrets not having a lucid life, | |
She never expected the fortune you feel that you deserve | |
I caught her crawling out a window | |
The front door was wide open | |
The past is receding beyond control | |
Each hour is a brick in the wall | |
A brick for each hour | |
The echoes of the saddest things are lurched in the stone |
Two birds met in a tree | |
And for a second the world vanishes | |
Diverts the eye beams to the subconscious | |
From the plasma universe | |
Like all she ever wanted to be was written in sand | |
Long lost on a planet | |
Sweet the sleep that comes to the opening eye | |
Sand on sand and facts on file | |
The tranquility sea of the moon is on fire | |
Books on mechanics say nothing of I | |
And the things they' re telling her are total lies | |
She regrets not having a lucid life, | |
She never expected the fortune you feel that you deserve | |
I caught her crawling out a window | |
The front door was wide open | |
The past is receding beyond control | |
Each hour is a brick in the wall | |
A brick for each hour | |
The echoes of the saddest things are lurched in the stone |
Two birds met in a tree | |
And for a second the world vanishes | |
Diverts the eye beams to the subconscious | |
From the plasma universe | |
Like all she ever wanted to be was written in sand | |
Long lost on a planet | |
Sweet the sleep that comes to the opening eye | |
Sand on sand and facts on file | |
The tranquility sea of the moon is on fire | |
Books on mechanics say nothing of I | |
And the things they' re telling her are total lies | |
She regrets not having a lucid life, | |
She never expected the fortune you feel that you deserve | |
I caught her crawling out a window | |
The front door was wide open | |
The past is receding beyond control | |
Each hour is a brick in the wall | |
A brick for each hour | |
The echoes of the saddest things are lurched in the stone |