| 歌曲 | School Night |
| 歌手 | Ani DiFranco |
| 专辑 | Revelling/Reckoning |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : DiFranco | |
| She went over to his apartment | |
| Clutching her decision | |
| And he said, did you come here to tell me goodbye? | |
| So she built a skyscraper of procrastination | |
| And then she leaned out the twenty-fifth floor window | |
| Of her reply | |
| And she felt like an actress | |
| Just reading her lines | |
| When she finally said | |
| Yes. it's really goodbye this time | |
| And far below was the blacktop | |
| And the tiny toy cars | |
| And it all fell so fast | |
| And it all fell so far | |
| And she said: | |
| You are a miracle but that is not all | |
| You are also a stiff drink and i am on call | |
| You are a party and i am a school night | |
| And i'm lookin' for my door key | |
| But you are my porch light | |
| And you'll never know, dear | |
| Just how much i loved you | |
| You'll probably think this was | |
| Just my big excuse | |
| But i stand committed | |
| To a love that came before you | |
| And the fact that i adore you | |
| Is but one of my truths | |
| What of the mother | |
| Whose house is in flames | |
| And both of her children | |
| Are in their beds crying | |
| And she loves them both | |
| With the whole of her heart | |
| But she knows she can only | |
| Carry one at a time? | |
| She's choking on the smoke | |
| Of unthinkable choices | |
| She is haunted by the voices | |
| Of so many desires | |
| She's bent over from the business | |
| Of begging forgiveness | |
| While frantically running around | |
| Putting out fires | |
| But then what kind of scale | |
| Compares the weight of two beauties | |
| The gravity of duties | |
| Or the ground speed of joy? | |
| Tell me what kind of gauge | |
| Can quantify elation? | |
| What kind of equation | |
| Could i possibly employ? | |
| And you'll never know, dear | |
| Just how much i loved you | |
| You probably think this was | |
| Just my big excuse | |
| But i stand committed | |
| To a love that came before you | |
| And the fact that i adore you | |
| Is just one of my truths | |
| So i | |
| I'm goin' home | |
| To please the one i so love pleasing | |
| And i don't expect | |
| He'll have much sympathy for my grieving | |
| But i guess that this is the price | |
| That we pay for the privilege | |
| Of living for even a day | |
| In a world with so many things | |
| Worth believing | |
| In | |
| Clarinet, saxophone ?hans | |
| Trumpet ?shane | |
| Electric and acoustic baritone guitars, singing ?ani |
| zuo ci : DiFranco | |
| She went over to his apartment | |
| Clutching her decision | |
| And he said, did you come here to tell me goodbye? | |
| So she built a skyscraper of procrastination | |
| And then she leaned out the twentyfifth floor window | |
| Of her reply | |
| And she felt like an actress | |
| Just reading her lines | |
| When she finally said | |
| Yes. it' s really goodbye this time | |
| And far below was the blacktop | |
| And the tiny toy cars | |
| And it all fell so fast | |
| And it all fell so far | |
| And she said: | |
| You are a miracle but that is not all | |
| You are also a stiff drink and i am on call | |
| You are a party and i am a school night | |
| And i' m lookin' for my door key | |
| But you are my porch light | |
| And you' ll never know, dear | |
| Just how much i loved you | |
| You' ll probably think this was | |
| Just my big excuse | |
| But i stand committed | |
| To a love that came before you | |
| And the fact that i adore you | |
| Is but one of my truths | |
| What of the mother | |
| Whose house is in flames | |
| And both of her children | |
| Are in their beds crying | |
| And she loves them both | |
| With the whole of her heart | |
| But she knows she can only | |
| Carry one at a time? | |
| She' s choking on the smoke | |
| Of unthinkable choices | |
| She is haunted by the voices | |
| Of so many desires | |
| She' s bent over from the business | |
| Of begging forgiveness | |
| While frantically running around | |
| Putting out fires | |
| But then what kind of scale | |
| Compares the weight of two beauties | |
| The gravity of duties | |
| Or the ground speed of joy? | |
| Tell me what kind of gauge | |
| Can quantify elation? | |
| What kind of equation | |
| Could i possibly employ? | |
| And you' ll never know, dear | |
| Just how much i loved you | |
| You probably think this was | |
| Just my big excuse | |
| But i stand committed | |
| To a love that came before you | |
| And the fact that i adore you | |
| Is just one of my truths | |
| So i | |
| I' m goin' home | |
| To please the one i so love pleasing | |
| And i don' t expect | |
| He' ll have much sympathy for my grieving | |
| But i guess that this is the price | |
| That we pay for the privilege | |
| Of living for even a day | |
| In a world with so many things | |
| Worth believing | |
| In | |
| Clarinet, saxophone ? hans | |
| Trumpet ? shane | |
| Electric and acoustic baritone guitars, singing ? ani |
| zuò cí : DiFranco | |
| She went over to his apartment | |
| Clutching her decision | |
| And he said, did you come here to tell me goodbye? | |
| So she built a skyscraper of procrastination | |
| And then she leaned out the twentyfifth floor window | |
| Of her reply | |
| And she felt like an actress | |
| Just reading her lines | |
| When she finally said | |
| Yes. it' s really goodbye this time | |
| And far below was the blacktop | |
| And the tiny toy cars | |
| And it all fell so fast | |
| And it all fell so far | |
| And she said: | |
| You are a miracle but that is not all | |
| You are also a stiff drink and i am on call | |
| You are a party and i am a school night | |
| And i' m lookin' for my door key | |
| But you are my porch light | |
| And you' ll never know, dear | |
| Just how much i loved you | |
| You' ll probably think this was | |
| Just my big excuse | |
| But i stand committed | |
| To a love that came before you | |
| And the fact that i adore you | |
| Is but one of my truths | |
| What of the mother | |
| Whose house is in flames | |
| And both of her children | |
| Are in their beds crying | |
| And she loves them both | |
| With the whole of her heart | |
| But she knows she can only | |
| Carry one at a time? | |
| She' s choking on the smoke | |
| Of unthinkable choices | |
| She is haunted by the voices | |
| Of so many desires | |
| She' s bent over from the business | |
| Of begging forgiveness | |
| While frantically running around | |
| Putting out fires | |
| But then what kind of scale | |
| Compares the weight of two beauties | |
| The gravity of duties | |
| Or the ground speed of joy? | |
| Tell me what kind of gauge | |
| Can quantify elation? | |
| What kind of equation | |
| Could i possibly employ? | |
| And you' ll never know, dear | |
| Just how much i loved you | |
| You probably think this was | |
| Just my big excuse | |
| But i stand committed | |
| To a love that came before you | |
| And the fact that i adore you | |
| Is just one of my truths | |
| So i | |
| I' m goin' home | |
| To please the one i so love pleasing | |
| And i don' t expect | |
| He' ll have much sympathy for my grieving | |
| But i guess that this is the price | |
| That we pay for the privilege | |
| Of living for even a day | |
| In a world with so many things | |
| Worth believing | |
| In | |
| Clarinet, saxophone ? hans | |
| Trumpet ? shane | |
| Electric and acoustic baritone guitars, singing ? ani |