歌曲 | The Quantum Symphony |
歌手 | Unexpect |
专辑 | Fables of the Sleepless Empire |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
It has come to this… | |
We've been looking for the savior for thousands of years, | |
but became blind on the way | |
And the Blinds are dreaming of the color of their soul | |
For a daughter jumping off a bridge... | |
For a man screaming in the rain... | |
For a girl crying... | |
We live and die spinning in a wheel | |
Now look me in the eyes and tell me you never felt there has to be more to this life | |
Tell me we're only flesh rotting in an ocean of time | |
We live and die spinning in a wheel, without ever knowing who we are | |
The magicians are out of breath | |
52 years of tricks and lies | |
Hiding the monuments of mars | |
With a bunny in a hat | |
We've never been alone | |
Alone... as just one nest, in just one tree | |
Truth lies further from the sun | |
Underneath Cydonia's sands | |
Let go of your paradigm | |
For a father passing to his son | |
For a priest talking to a man | |
For a man talking to a grave | |
We are the strings of the quantum symphony | |
The uninvited came in masses | |
Amongst ghosts we sleep | |
...but what makes that we'll never be like them | |
Is the fact that we have these emotions | |
The fact that we can stand strong in front of Divinities, in tears and fists, and defy Them | |
shouting: | |
You'll never take our wings | |
... because WE, mortals, have nothing in this | |
world... but our love | |
May you see the face of the truth | |
Find your way to the 4th door | |
to the monuments of mars | |
Above the suspicious stare of the moon | |
These lights are dancing in the sky.... | |
Singing tales of the dark rift | |
Explaining colors to the blinds | |
The grander scheme of our own past | |
Another day to spin again |
It has come to this | |
We' ve been looking for the savior for thousands of years, | |
but became blind on the way | |
And the Blinds are dreaming of the color of their soul | |
For a daughter jumping off a bridge... | |
For a man screaming in the rain... | |
For a girl crying... | |
We live and die spinning in a wheel | |
Now look me in the eyes and tell me you never felt there has to be more to this life | |
Tell me we' re only flesh rotting in an ocean of time | |
We live and die spinning in a wheel, without ever knowing who we are | |
The magicians are out of breath | |
52 years of tricks and lies | |
Hiding the monuments of mars | |
With a bunny in a hat | |
We' ve never been alone | |
Alone... as just one nest, in just one tree | |
Truth lies further from the sun | |
Underneath Cydonia' s sands | |
Let go of your paradigm | |
For a father passing to his son | |
For a priest talking to a man | |
For a man talking to a grave | |
We are the strings of the quantum symphony | |
The uninvited came in masses | |
Amongst ghosts we sleep | |
... but what makes that we' ll never be like them | |
Is the fact that we have these emotions | |
The fact that we can stand strong in front of Divinities, in tears and fists, and defy Them | |
shouting: | |
You' ll never take our wings | |
... because WE, mortals, have nothing in this | |
world... but our love | |
May you see the face of the truth | |
Find your way to the 4th door | |
to the monuments of mars | |
Above the suspicious stare of the moon | |
These lights are dancing in the sky.... | |
Singing tales of the dark rift | |
Explaining colors to the blinds | |
The grander scheme of our own past | |
Another day to spin again |
It has come to this | |
We' ve been looking for the savior for thousands of years, | |
but became blind on the way | |
And the Blinds are dreaming of the color of their soul | |
For a daughter jumping off a bridge... | |
For a man screaming in the rain... | |
For a girl crying... | |
We live and die spinning in a wheel | |
Now look me in the eyes and tell me you never felt there has to be more to this life | |
Tell me we' re only flesh rotting in an ocean of time | |
We live and die spinning in a wheel, without ever knowing who we are | |
The magicians are out of breath | |
52 years of tricks and lies | |
Hiding the monuments of mars | |
With a bunny in a hat | |
We' ve never been alone | |
Alone... as just one nest, in just one tree | |
Truth lies further from the sun | |
Underneath Cydonia' s sands | |
Let go of your paradigm | |
For a father passing to his son | |
For a priest talking to a man | |
For a man talking to a grave | |
We are the strings of the quantum symphony | |
The uninvited came in masses | |
Amongst ghosts we sleep | |
... but what makes that we' ll never be like them | |
Is the fact that we have these emotions | |
The fact that we can stand strong in front of Divinities, in tears and fists, and defy Them | |
shouting: | |
You' ll never take our wings | |
... because WE, mortals, have nothing in this | |
world... but our love | |
May you see the face of the truth | |
Find your way to the 4th door | |
to the monuments of mars | |
Above the suspicious stare of the moon | |
These lights are dancing in the sky.... | |
Singing tales of the dark rift | |
Explaining colors to the blinds | |
The grander scheme of our own past | |
Another day to spin again |