歌曲 | Notes On Air |
歌手 | Alejandro Escovedo |
专辑 | The Boxing Mirror |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Allen, Christoff, Gjersoe ... | |
The interview where you spoke | |
To the bleach in the stone | |
You should have brought some tea | |
Outside where the light | |
Coats us in marzipan | |
In pools of breast milk | |
I had to bury my daughter today | |
And I can't think about it too much | |
You see a buck from the sky | |
Trample a wandering doe | |
You see a buck from the sky | |
Trample a wandering doe | |
I am down to the beach | |
Smoke condensed from telling stories | |
Strolling through the neighborhood | |
Clanking steel and discolored | |
Because you made a truce of rubber | |
Because you made a truce of rubber | |
Because you made a truce of rubber | |
Because you made a truce of rubber | |
You see a buck from the sky | |
Trample a wandering doe | |
You see a buck from the sky | |
Trample a wandering doe | |
Abiding in the unborn is symmetry | |
And that one is always the refugee | |
Abiding in the unborn is symmetry | |
And that one is always the refugee | |
You see a buck from the sky | |
Trample a wandering doe | |
You see a buck from the sky | |
Trample a wandering doe |
zuo ci : Allen, Christoff, Gjersoe ... | |
The interview where you spoke | |
To the bleach in the stone | |
You should have brought some tea | |
Outside where the light | |
Coats us in marzipan | |
In pools of breast milk | |
I had to bury my daughter today | |
And I can' t think about it too much | |
You see a buck from the sky | |
Trample a wandering doe | |
You see a buck from the sky | |
Trample a wandering doe | |
I am down to the beach | |
Smoke condensed from telling stories | |
Strolling through the neighborhood | |
Clanking steel and discolored | |
Because you made a truce of rubber | |
Because you made a truce of rubber | |
Because you made a truce of rubber | |
Because you made a truce of rubber | |
You see a buck from the sky | |
Trample a wandering doe | |
You see a buck from the sky | |
Trample a wandering doe | |
Abiding in the unborn is symmetry | |
And that one is always the refugee | |
Abiding in the unborn is symmetry | |
And that one is always the refugee | |
You see a buck from the sky | |
Trample a wandering doe | |
You see a buck from the sky | |
Trample a wandering doe |
zuò cí : Allen, Christoff, Gjersoe ... | |
The interview where you spoke | |
To the bleach in the stone | |
You should have brought some tea | |
Outside where the light | |
Coats us in marzipan | |
In pools of breast milk | |
I had to bury my daughter today | |
And I can' t think about it too much | |
You see a buck from the sky | |
Trample a wandering doe | |
You see a buck from the sky | |
Trample a wandering doe | |
I am down to the beach | |
Smoke condensed from telling stories | |
Strolling through the neighborhood | |
Clanking steel and discolored | |
Because you made a truce of rubber | |
Because you made a truce of rubber | |
Because you made a truce of rubber | |
Because you made a truce of rubber | |
You see a buck from the sky | |
Trample a wandering doe | |
You see a buck from the sky | |
Trample a wandering doe | |
Abiding in the unborn is symmetry | |
And that one is always the refugee | |
Abiding in the unborn is symmetry | |
And that one is always the refugee | |
You see a buck from the sky | |
Trample a wandering doe | |
You see a buck from the sky | |
Trample a wandering doe |