From a Balance Beam 歌词
| 歌曲 | From a Balance Beam |
| 歌手 | Bright Eyes |
| 专辑 | Lifted Or The Story Is In The Soil, Keep Your Ear To The Ground |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| There is a man holding a megaphone, so he must have been the voice of God. | |
| The bystanders claimed they saw angels flying up and down the block. | |
| Well, they must have been attached to wires. I saw one laying in the lawn with a broken arm, | |
| so I called 911. So that is one less founded opinion. One more cause for a dispute. | |
| So the street filled, like a basin, up with cameras and their crews | |
| and they washed away the rumors leaving just the concrete truth. It was a spectacle. | |
| No, I mean a miracle. So then I fell like that girl from a balance beam. | |
| A gymnasium of eyes were all holding on to me. I lifted one foot to cross the other | |
| and I felt myself slipping. It was a small mistake. Sometimes that is all it takes. | |
| Now I'm staring at my wrist, hoping that the timing is right. When the planes will align. | |
| There will be no planets to align. Just the carcass of the sun | |
| and those little painted marbles spinning endless through an endless black sky. | |
| (and so it never started and it will never stop just like I am and you are) | |
| It was in a foreign hotel's bathtub I baptized myself in change. | |
| And one by one I drowned all of the people I had been. | |
| I emerged to find the parallels were fewer. I was cleansed. I looked in the mirror | |
| and someone new was there. Still, I was as helpless as a chess piece | |
| when I was lifted up by someone's hand and delivered from the corner my enemies had got me in. | |
| But in all of my salvation I still felt imprisoned inside that holding cell that is myself. | |
| So I wait for the day when I'll hear the key as it turns in the lock | |
| and the guard will say to me, "Oh my patient prisoner you have waited for this day | |
| and finally you are free! You are free! You are freezing." | |
| Now I'm staring at the sun, waiting for it to explode. Because a day is gonna come, | |
| don't know when but it will come and then we will finally know the way out of here. | |
| And I will throw away this wrinkled map and my chart of stars and compass, cracked. | |
| And I'll climb out that tree all wet with sap to avoid the hungry beasts below. | |
| I'll cut out my love's tongue and sing of a graveyard gray and a garden green | |
| and then we won't have to worry no more. No we won't ever worry again about | |
| how this song or story ends about how this song and story will end. |
| There is a man holding a megaphone, so he must have been the voice of God. | |
| The bystanders claimed they saw angels flying up and down the block. | |
| Well, they must have been attached to wires. I saw one laying in the lawn with a broken arm, | |
| so I called 911. So that is one less founded opinion. One more cause for a dispute. | |
| So the street filled, like a basin, up with cameras and their crews | |
| and they washed away the rumors leaving just the concrete truth. It was a spectacle. | |
| No, I mean a miracle. So then I fell like that girl from a balance beam. | |
| A gymnasium of eyes were all holding on to me. I lifted one foot to cross the other | |
| and I felt myself slipping. It was a small mistake. Sometimes that is all it takes. | |
| Now I' m staring at my wrist, hoping that the timing is right. When the planes will align. | |
| There will be no planets to align. Just the carcass of the sun | |
| and those little painted marbles spinning endless through an endless black sky. | |
| and so it never started and it will never stop just like I am and you are | |
| It was in a foreign hotel' s bathtub I baptized myself in change. | |
| And one by one I drowned all of the people I had been. | |
| I emerged to find the parallels were fewer. I was cleansed. I looked in the mirror | |
| and someone new was there. Still, I was as helpless as a chess piece | |
| when I was lifted up by someone' s hand and delivered from the corner my enemies had got me in. | |
| But in all of my salvation I still felt imprisoned inside that holding cell that is myself. | |
| So I wait for the day when I' ll hear the key as it turns in the lock | |
| and the guard will say to me, " Oh my patient prisoner you have waited for this day | |
| and finally you are free! You are free! You are freezing." | |
| Now I' m staring at the sun, waiting for it to explode. Because a day is gonna come, | |
| don' t know when but it will come and then we will finally know the way out of here. | |
| And I will throw away this wrinkled map and my chart of stars and compass, cracked. | |
| And I' ll climb out that tree all wet with sap to avoid the hungry beasts below. | |
| I' ll cut out my love' s tongue and sing of a graveyard gray and a garden green | |
| and then we won' t have to worry no more. No we won' t ever worry again about | |
| how this song or story ends about how this song and story will end. |
| There is a man holding a megaphone, so he must have been the voice of God. | |
| The bystanders claimed they saw angels flying up and down the block. | |
| Well, they must have been attached to wires. I saw one laying in the lawn with a broken arm, | |
| so I called 911. So that is one less founded opinion. One more cause for a dispute. | |
| So the street filled, like a basin, up with cameras and their crews | |
| and they washed away the rumors leaving just the concrete truth. It was a spectacle. | |
| No, I mean a miracle. So then I fell like that girl from a balance beam. | |
| A gymnasium of eyes were all holding on to me. I lifted one foot to cross the other | |
| and I felt myself slipping. It was a small mistake. Sometimes that is all it takes. | |
| Now I' m staring at my wrist, hoping that the timing is right. When the planes will align. | |
| There will be no planets to align. Just the carcass of the sun | |
| and those little painted marbles spinning endless through an endless black sky. | |
| and so it never started and it will never stop just like I am and you are | |
| It was in a foreign hotel' s bathtub I baptized myself in change. | |
| And one by one I drowned all of the people I had been. | |
| I emerged to find the parallels were fewer. I was cleansed. I looked in the mirror | |
| and someone new was there. Still, I was as helpless as a chess piece | |
| when I was lifted up by someone' s hand and delivered from the corner my enemies had got me in. | |
| But in all of my salvation I still felt imprisoned inside that holding cell that is myself. | |
| So I wait for the day when I' ll hear the key as it turns in the lock | |
| and the guard will say to me, " Oh my patient prisoner you have waited for this day | |
| and finally you are free! You are free! You are freezing." | |
| Now I' m staring at the sun, waiting for it to explode. Because a day is gonna come, | |
| don' t know when but it will come and then we will finally know the way out of here. | |
| And I will throw away this wrinkled map and my chart of stars and compass, cracked. | |
| And I' ll climb out that tree all wet with sap to avoid the hungry beasts below. | |
| I' ll cut out my love' s tongue and sing of a graveyard gray and a garden green | |
| and then we won' t have to worry no more. No we won' t ever worry again about | |
| how this song or story ends about how this song and story will end. |
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