歌曲 | Number |
歌手 | Unpersons |
专辑 | A Grey Sigh in a Flower Husk |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
I can't see nothin' | |
But a sphere | |
And the children are all | |
Filled with straw. | |
Filled with chaff. | |
(i'm flow er ing with the grains) | |
I fear | |
A dagger you | |
Struck me | |
Coming slightly. | |
Whispers | |
I lapped milk from her | |
The inside of her elbows | |
Like a cat | |
Softly struck me. | |
I go out staggering, after midnight | |
Just hopin' | |
The dark wind whispers down dark hallways | |
To me | |
To me I fear | |
Well, that's just my way | |
Of sayin' | |
Daggers. | |
The salt from the inside of her wrists | |
Weeping beams | |
Hold up the moonlight | |
Out in the moonlight keep me staggerin' | |
Hold me up | |
Sdaggerin' across a long black nothing. | |
I fear a sphere | |
Dagger | |
You |
I can' t see nothin' | |
But a sphere | |
And the children are all | |
Filled with straw. | |
Filled with chaff. | |
i' m flow er ing with the grains | |
I fear | |
A dagger you | |
Struck me | |
Coming slightly. | |
Whispers | |
I lapped milk from her | |
The inside of her elbows | |
Like a cat | |
Softly struck me. | |
I go out staggering, after midnight | |
Just hopin' | |
The dark wind whispers down dark hallways | |
To me | |
To me I fear | |
Well, that' s just my way | |
Of sayin' | |
Daggers. | |
The salt from the inside of her wrists | |
Weeping beams | |
Hold up the moonlight | |
Out in the moonlight keep me staggerin' | |
Hold me up | |
Sdaggerin' across a long black nothing. | |
I fear a sphere | |
Dagger | |
You |
I can' t see nothin' | |
But a sphere | |
And the children are all | |
Filled with straw. | |
Filled with chaff. | |
i' m flow er ing with the grains | |
I fear | |
A dagger you | |
Struck me | |
Coming slightly. | |
Whispers | |
I lapped milk from her | |
The inside of her elbows | |
Like a cat | |
Softly struck me. | |
I go out staggering, after midnight | |
Just hopin' | |
The dark wind whispers down dark hallways | |
To me | |
To me I fear | |
Well, that' s just my way | |
Of sayin' | |
Daggers. | |
The salt from the inside of her wrists | |
Weeping beams | |
Hold up the moonlight | |
Out in the moonlight keep me staggerin' | |
Hold me up | |
Sdaggerin' across a long black nothing. | |
I fear a sphere | |
Dagger | |
You |