歌曲 | Oldest Old |
歌手 | Fox and the Bird |
专辑 | Floating Feather |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Fox and the Bird | |
Sad to say, I see a lot of anger here | |
it makes compassion disappear | |
and helps me stay so far away | |
But hopefully we’re not the type of men as we | |
have seen in generations past, | |
the kind that live and die so fast | |
An ancient struggle has become the loneliest heartache | |
An ancient cycle is now our first and last mistake | |
For the oldest old of the newest born | |
couldn’t ever know how the earth was formed | |
from the saddest deaths bloody aftermath, | |
to the poorest peasant birth | |
to the men that fought and died to conquer earth | |
Fossilized, we strain to open up our eyes | |
and see the way things used to be | |
we dig too far in history | |
And there exposed, our heartless, faithless cousins go | |
to wash and wash repeatedly | |
but in their eyes ourselves we see | |
... and the way we laughed when the world collapsed | |
and we’re left with childbirth | |
and the song we sang, penned in father’s name | |
but we swore we wrote it first | |
to the men who fought and died to conquer earth |
zuo ci : Fox and the Bird | |
Sad to say, I see a lot of anger here | |
it makes compassion disappear | |
and helps me stay so far away | |
But hopefully we' re not the type of men as we | |
have seen in generations past, | |
the kind that live and die so fast | |
An ancient struggle has become the loneliest heartache | |
An ancient cycle is now our first and last mistake | |
For the oldest old of the newest born | |
couldn' t ever know how the earth was formed | |
from the saddest deaths bloody aftermath, | |
to the poorest peasant birth | |
to the men that fought and died to conquer earth | |
Fossilized, we strain to open up our eyes | |
and see the way things used to be | |
we dig too far in history | |
And there exposed, our heartless, faithless cousins go | |
to wash and wash repeatedly | |
but in their eyes ourselves we see | |
... and the way we laughed when the world collapsed | |
and we' re left with childbirth | |
and the song we sang, penned in father' s name | |
but we swore we wrote it first | |
to the men who fought and died to conquer earth |
zuò cí : Fox and the Bird | |
Sad to say, I see a lot of anger here | |
it makes compassion disappear | |
and helps me stay so far away | |
But hopefully we' re not the type of men as we | |
have seen in generations past, | |
the kind that live and die so fast | |
An ancient struggle has become the loneliest heartache | |
An ancient cycle is now our first and last mistake | |
For the oldest old of the newest born | |
couldn' t ever know how the earth was formed | |
from the saddest deaths bloody aftermath, | |
to the poorest peasant birth | |
to the men that fought and died to conquer earth | |
Fossilized, we strain to open up our eyes | |
and see the way things used to be | |
we dig too far in history | |
And there exposed, our heartless, faithless cousins go | |
to wash and wash repeatedly | |
but in their eyes ourselves we see | |
... and the way we laughed when the world collapsed | |
and we' re left with childbirth | |
and the song we sang, penned in father' s name | |
but we swore we wrote it first | |
to the men who fought and died to conquer earth |