歌曲 | The Shape of Salvation |
歌手 | Mind's Eye |
专辑 | A Work of Art |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Flores, Grünberger, Novak | |
My eyes fell on to the frame | |
A picture of freedom | |
A dance for the next day | |
And into eternity | |
And if you keep telling me | |
To look for the answer | |
In things right before me | |
I won't look the other way | |
This mask that I'm wearing | |
Conceals all my fears inside | |
I hold my head up high | |
While memory fades | |
I remember those days | |
The shape of salvation | |
Sometimes in the strangest of ways | |
Just believe, It's not who I used to be | |
I'm the captain of my soul | |
The master of my own faith | |
Just believe, I'm not who I used to be | |
My conscience can't tolerate | |
The fact that I'm lonely | |
There's so many pages to read | |
There's to little time to kill | |
So don't put their lights on me | |
I'm just chasing shadows | |
An old fortune teller | |
Writing his last story | |
This mask that I'm wearing | |
Conceals all my fears inside | |
I hold my head up high | |
While memory fades | |
I remember those days | |
The shape of salvation... | |
Feels like somebody is watching | |
Over me | |
The shape of salvation | |
Sometimes in the strangest of ways | |
Just believe, It's not who I used to be | |
I'm the captain of my soul | |
The master of my own faith | |
Just believe, I'm not who I used to be |
zuo qu : Flores, Grü nberger, Novak | |
My eyes fell on to the frame | |
A picture of freedom | |
A dance for the next day | |
And into eternity | |
And if you keep telling me | |
To look for the answer | |
In things right before me | |
I won' t look the other way | |
This mask that I' m wearing | |
Conceals all my fears inside | |
I hold my head up high | |
While memory fades | |
I remember those days | |
The shape of salvation | |
Sometimes in the strangest of ways | |
Just believe, It' s not who I used to be | |
I' m the captain of my soul | |
The master of my own faith | |
Just believe, I' m not who I used to be | |
My conscience can' t tolerate | |
The fact that I' m lonely | |
There' s so many pages to read | |
There' s to little time to kill | |
So don' t put their lights on me | |
I' m just chasing shadows | |
An old fortune teller | |
Writing his last story | |
This mask that I' m wearing | |
Conceals all my fears inside | |
I hold my head up high | |
While memory fades | |
I remember those days | |
The shape of salvation... | |
Feels like somebody is watching | |
Over me | |
The shape of salvation | |
Sometimes in the strangest of ways | |
Just believe, It' s not who I used to be | |
I' m the captain of my soul | |
The master of my own faith | |
Just believe, I' m not who I used to be |
zuò qǔ : Flores, Grü nberger, Novak | |
My eyes fell on to the frame | |
A picture of freedom | |
A dance for the next day | |
And into eternity | |
And if you keep telling me | |
To look for the answer | |
In things right before me | |
I won' t look the other way | |
This mask that I' m wearing | |
Conceals all my fears inside | |
I hold my head up high | |
While memory fades | |
I remember those days | |
The shape of salvation | |
Sometimes in the strangest of ways | |
Just believe, It' s not who I used to be | |
I' m the captain of my soul | |
The master of my own faith | |
Just believe, I' m not who I used to be | |
My conscience can' t tolerate | |
The fact that I' m lonely | |
There' s so many pages to read | |
There' s to little time to kill | |
So don' t put their lights on me | |
I' m just chasing shadows | |
An old fortune teller | |
Writing his last story | |
This mask that I' m wearing | |
Conceals all my fears inside | |
I hold my head up high | |
While memory fades | |
I remember those days | |
The shape of salvation... | |
Feels like somebody is watching | |
Over me | |
The shape of salvation | |
Sometimes in the strangest of ways | |
Just believe, It' s not who I used to be | |
I' m the captain of my soul | |
The master of my own faith | |
Just believe, I' m not who I used to be |