| 歌曲 | Form Another Stone |
| 歌手 | Camper Van Beethoven |
| 专辑 | II & III |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Krummenacher, Lisher, Lowery ... | |
| ...tied to the wind, she tries to whisper damage to my sense, but | |
| I resistI am lashed to the earth, | |
| I hear the sounds of her footsteps going around, | |
| She swells and recedes | |
| Grasping the summer soon she thinks she's holding on when she's not | |
| Hear the sounds of the sun's set going down, it dies with a whisper | |
| And I cry into the sea but the echoes of my tears follow me, fall down in to winter | |
| I look for my strength on the inside, | |
| I know it's there, but to find it | |
| Takes it out, it knocks me down, | |
| I cry for a whisper | |
| I am tied to sun burns my back and the heat seeps my bones, | |
| I cry to harden | |
| From another stone to melt away, this one might take years (but that's alright) | |
| Until I turn around to hear the sound of the horses' thundering around in my head | |
| I'm wondering aloud... | |
| Think another thought while the wheels turn around over me rubbing me into the | |
| Background... |
| zuo ci : Krummenacher, Lisher, Lowery ... | |
| ... tied to the wind, she tries to whisper damage to my sense, but | |
| I resistI am lashed to the earth, | |
| I hear the sounds of her footsteps going around, | |
| She swells and recedes | |
| Grasping the summer soon she thinks she' s holding on when she' s not | |
| Hear the sounds of the sun' s set going down, it dies with a whisper | |
| And I cry into the sea but the echoes of my tears follow me, fall down in to winter | |
| I look for my strength on the inside, | |
| I know it' s there, but to find it | |
| Takes it out, it knocks me down, | |
| I cry for a whisper | |
| I am tied to sun burns my back and the heat seeps my bones, | |
| I cry to harden | |
| From another stone to melt away, this one might take years but that' s alright | |
| Until I turn around to hear the sound of the horses' thundering around in my head | |
| I' m wondering aloud... | |
| Think another thought while the wheels turn around over me rubbing me into the | |
| Background... |
| zuò cí : Krummenacher, Lisher, Lowery ... | |
| ... tied to the wind, she tries to whisper damage to my sense, but | |
| I resistI am lashed to the earth, | |
| I hear the sounds of her footsteps going around, | |
| She swells and recedes | |
| Grasping the summer soon she thinks she' s holding on when she' s not | |
| Hear the sounds of the sun' s set going down, it dies with a whisper | |
| And I cry into the sea but the echoes of my tears follow me, fall down in to winter | |
| I look for my strength on the inside, | |
| I know it' s there, but to find it | |
| Takes it out, it knocks me down, | |
| I cry for a whisper | |
| I am tied to sun burns my back and the heat seeps my bones, | |
| I cry to harden | |
| From another stone to melt away, this one might take years but that' s alright | |
| Until I turn around to hear the sound of the horses' thundering around in my head | |
| I' m wondering aloud... | |
| Think another thought while the wheels turn around over me rubbing me into the | |
| Background... |