An Acquaintance Strikes a Chord 歌词

歌曲	An Acquaintance Strikes a Chord
歌手	The Good Life
专辑	Novena on a Nocturn
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	作曲 : Good Life
	he broke his old guitar.
	he couldn't make it sing.
	the strings had grown so worn
	they made his fingers bleed.
	soon after the event he made an acquaintance
	whose fingers bled as well,
	forming scabs that never heal.
	would you play a song for me?
	some wilting melody
	that drifts over the sunflowers
	to some far away country.
	won't you play a song for me?
	with words like push pins?
	they stick into my heart...
	and bleed out resonance
	these songs are all asleep.
	they lay dormant inside of me.
	this vacant recitation..i can't resuscitate them.
	won't you play a song for me?
	let the words escape your mouth!
	scream out what you've lost!
	in song it will be found.
	he broke his old guitar.
	he smashed it on his bedpost,
	where he used to dream up lovers
	kissing his forehead, "good morning."

	zuo qu : Good Life
	he broke his old guitar.
	he couldn' t make it sing.
	the strings had grown so worn
	they made his fingers bleed.
	soon after the event he made an acquaintance
	whose fingers bled as well,
	forming scabs that never heal.
	would you play a song for me?
	some wilting melody
	that drifts over the sunflowers
	to some far away country.
	won' t you play a song for me?
	with words like push pins?
	they stick into my heart...
	and bleed out resonance
	these songs are all asleep.
	they lay dormant inside of me.
	this vacant recitation.. i can' t resuscitate them.
	won' t you play a song for me?
	let the words escape your mouth!
	scream out what you' ve lost!
	in song it will be found.
	he broke his old guitar.
	he smashed it on his bedpost,
	where he used to dream up lovers
	kissing his forehead, " good morning."

	zuò qǔ : Good Life
	he broke his old guitar.
	he couldn' t make it sing.
	the strings had grown so worn
	they made his fingers bleed.
	soon after the event he made an acquaintance
	whose fingers bled as well,
	forming scabs that never heal.
	would you play a song for me?
	some wilting melody
	that drifts over the sunflowers
	to some far away country.
	won' t you play a song for me?
	with words like push pins?
	they stick into my heart...
	and bleed out resonance
	these songs are all asleep.
	they lay dormant inside of me.
	this vacant recitation.. i can' t resuscitate them.
	won' t you play a song for me?
	let the words escape your mouth!
	scream out what you' ve lost!
	in song it will be found.
	he broke his old guitar.
	he smashed it on his bedpost,
	where he used to dream up lovers
	kissing his forehead, " good morning."

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