歌曲 | Temporary Dive - Live |
歌手 | Ane Brun |
专辑 | Live In Scandinavia |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Brun | |
I fell down in that hole again | |
I am a lump of jelly | |
I am a dead fish | |
I look up at the blue sky | |
Aand I know that it's just | |
A temporary dive | |
Sometimes we tip toe | |
Sometimes we run | |
Sometimes we wander while | |
Looking at the sun | |
Sometimes we tip toe | |
Sometimes we run | |
Sometimes we wander while | |
Looking at the sun | |
Sitting on the cold dirt floor | |
I want to finish the counting of days on the walls | |
I build a ladder from broken wish bones | |
And square-shaped stones | |
That my friends threw down in the hole | |
Sometimes we tip toe | |
Sometimes we run | |
Sometimes we wander while | |
Looking at the sun | |
Sometimes we tip toe | |
Sometimes we run | |
Sometimes we wander while | |
Looking at the sun | |
And even though | |
I read maps to avoid them | |
They change location every day | |
And somehow all of my traces they vanish | |
But shall one stay put | |
Shall one lay low | |
Shall one not go | |
Just to avoid this hole | |
Sometimes we tip toe | |
Sometimes we run | |
Sometimes we wander while | |
Looking at the sun | |
Sometimes we tip toe | |
Sometimes we run | |
Sometimes we wander while | |
Looking at the sun |
zuo qu : Brun | |
I fell down in that hole again | |
I am a lump of jelly | |
I am a dead fish | |
I look up at the blue sky | |
Aand I know that it' s just | |
A temporary dive | |
Sometimes we tip toe | |
Sometimes we run | |
Sometimes we wander while | |
Looking at the sun | |
Sometimes we tip toe | |
Sometimes we run | |
Sometimes we wander while | |
Looking at the sun | |
Sitting on the cold dirt floor | |
I want to finish the counting of days on the walls | |
I build a ladder from broken wish bones | |
And squareshaped stones | |
That my friends threw down in the hole | |
Sometimes we tip toe | |
Sometimes we run | |
Sometimes we wander while | |
Looking at the sun | |
Sometimes we tip toe | |
Sometimes we run | |
Sometimes we wander while | |
Looking at the sun | |
And even though | |
I read maps to avoid them | |
They change location every day | |
And somehow all of my traces they vanish | |
But shall one stay put | |
Shall one lay low | |
Shall one not go | |
Just to avoid this hole | |
Sometimes we tip toe | |
Sometimes we run | |
Sometimes we wander while | |
Looking at the sun | |
Sometimes we tip toe | |
Sometimes we run | |
Sometimes we wander while | |
Looking at the sun |
zuò qǔ : Brun | |
I fell down in that hole again | |
I am a lump of jelly | |
I am a dead fish | |
I look up at the blue sky | |
Aand I know that it' s just | |
A temporary dive | |
Sometimes we tip toe | |
Sometimes we run | |
Sometimes we wander while | |
Looking at the sun | |
Sometimes we tip toe | |
Sometimes we run | |
Sometimes we wander while | |
Looking at the sun | |
Sitting on the cold dirt floor | |
I want to finish the counting of days on the walls | |
I build a ladder from broken wish bones | |
And squareshaped stones | |
That my friends threw down in the hole | |
Sometimes we tip toe | |
Sometimes we run | |
Sometimes we wander while | |
Looking at the sun | |
Sometimes we tip toe | |
Sometimes we run | |
Sometimes we wander while | |
Looking at the sun | |
And even though | |
I read maps to avoid them | |
They change location every day | |
And somehow all of my traces they vanish | |
But shall one stay put | |
Shall one lay low | |
Shall one not go | |
Just to avoid this hole | |
Sometimes we tip toe | |
Sometimes we run | |
Sometimes we wander while | |
Looking at the sun | |
Sometimes we tip toe | |
Sometimes we run | |
Sometimes we wander while | |
Looking at the sun |