歌曲 | Once |
歌手 | Paper Beat Scissors |
专辑 | Paper Beat Scissors |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Tim Crabtree | |
作曲 : Tim Crabtree | |
The soft exhaust seeps, chill makes you creep, the tide will decide for all Steps ring sweet: concrete, feet. A purpose that follows the falls | |
Fight that need to go by feel, the voices that count will call: | |
“You’re back on the right side, now” | |
You’d burn through the middle, but you stick to the sides | |
And crawl up the right shore of the arm | |
But drained of all experience, you’re crashing lines again | |
Once you didn’t know | |
When faith is lost, all sense of humour gone | |
But the worst of it, you won’t fight it alone. | |
As alone as you’d like | |
When drained of all experience, you’re crashing norms again | |
You speak so much of cowardice, stay silent just the same | |
Once you didn’t know |
zuo ci : Tim Crabtree | |
zuo qu : Tim Crabtree | |
The soft exhaust seeps, chill makes you creep, the tide will decide for all Steps ring sweet: concrete, feet. A purpose that follows the falls | |
Fight that need to go by feel, the voices that count will call: | |
" You' re back on the right side, now" | |
You' d burn through the middle, but you stick to the sides | |
And crawl up the right shore of the arm | |
But drained of all experience, you' re crashing lines again | |
Once you didn' t know | |
When faith is lost, all sense of humour gone | |
But the worst of it, you won' t fight it alone. | |
As alone as you' d like | |
When drained of all experience, you' re crashing norms again | |
You speak so much of cowardice, stay silent just the same | |
Once you didn' t know |
zuò cí : Tim Crabtree | |
zuò qǔ : Tim Crabtree | |
The soft exhaust seeps, chill makes you creep, the tide will decide for all Steps ring sweet: concrete, feet. A purpose that follows the falls | |
Fight that need to go by feel, the voices that count will call: | |
" You' re back on the right side, now" | |
You' d burn through the middle, but you stick to the sides | |
And crawl up the right shore of the arm | |
But drained of all experience, you' re crashing lines again | |
Once you didn' t know | |
When faith is lost, all sense of humour gone | |
But the worst of it, you won' t fight it alone. | |
As alone as you' d like | |
When drained of all experience, you' re crashing norms again | |
You speak so much of cowardice, stay silent just the same | |
Once you didn' t know |