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Once

	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

	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