歌曲 | Forget To Remember (Sunday Mornings) |
歌手 | Autumn |
专辑 | My New Time |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Hello again, familiar morning routine | |
Time's ebbing away, but I feel no rush today | |
No urge, no hurry, just the rhythm of the rain | |
Sliding by, not here... | |
I’m not nearly, nearly there | |
So it’s back to black again in the early morning hours | |
How I'd love to run away from the dogma that devours me | |
So what’s different about this morning? The setting's the same as everyday | |
Who can tell what rearranged the rain | |
To wash my fears away? | |
There is so much more to living, so much more of the divine to gain | |
for this silent colony bathing in the morning rain | |
So it’s back to black again in the early morning hours | |
How I'd love to run away from the dogma that devours me | |
So it’s back to black again but I’m thinking of the escaping from the dull | |
monotony and the Sundays that are breaking me... I break me | |
The stage is set for saints to fall and cleared for cowards to surprise | |
It took me time to realise the life I lived and left behind | |
is better off a memory | |
Let's see what dreams I find |
Hello again, familiar morning routine | |
Time' s ebbing away, but I feel no rush today | |
No urge, no hurry, just the rhythm of the rain | |
Sliding by, not here... | |
I' m not nearly, nearly there | |
So it' s back to black again in the early morning hours | |
How I' d love to run away from the dogma that devours me | |
So what' s different about this morning? The setting' s the same as everyday | |
Who can tell what rearranged the rain | |
To wash my fears away? | |
There is so much more to living, so much more of the divine to gain | |
for this silent colony bathing in the morning rain | |
So it' s back to black again in the early morning hours | |
How I' d love to run away from the dogma that devours me | |
So it' s back to black again but I' m thinking of the escaping from the dull | |
monotony and the Sundays that are breaking me... I break me | |
The stage is set for saints to fall and cleared for cowards to surprise | |
It took me time to realise the life I lived and left behind | |
is better off a memory | |
Let' s see what dreams I find |
Hello again, familiar morning routine | |
Time' s ebbing away, but I feel no rush today | |
No urge, no hurry, just the rhythm of the rain | |
Sliding by, not here... | |
I' m not nearly, nearly there | |
So it' s back to black again in the early morning hours | |
How I' d love to run away from the dogma that devours me | |
So what' s different about this morning? The setting' s the same as everyday | |
Who can tell what rearranged the rain | |
To wash my fears away? | |
There is so much more to living, so much more of the divine to gain | |
for this silent colony bathing in the morning rain | |
So it' s back to black again in the early morning hours | |
How I' d love to run away from the dogma that devours me | |
So it' s back to black again but I' m thinking of the escaping from the dull | |
monotony and the Sundays that are breaking me... I break me | |
The stage is set for saints to fall and cleared for cowards to surprise | |
It took me time to realise the life I lived and left behind | |
is better off a memory | |
Let' s see what dreams I find |