歌曲 | We Were Never The Same - normal |
歌手 | Brian Vander Ark |
专辑 | Brian Vander Ark |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : VanderArk | |
God saved the queen, but he left you a dream | |
With your brave stuffed in bellies of ships that drifted in | |
The gate to the west was wide open | |
This promised land seemed an infinite land | |
And we nestled ourselves in your arms and the warmth of your skin | |
And that great western plain was never the same again | |
It took years to adjust to our freedom | |
The young and the proud, how we wondered aloud | |
About brotherly love and then push comes to shove once again | |
No death in vain | |
But we were never the same again | |
The sweat and the tears of the formative years | |
The highways were veins pumping life to remains of the land | |
A new era began | |
They caught you in bed with | |
Miss Fortune | |
Poverty bound you were stripped of your crown | |
All the storms had been weathered | |
It brought us together again | |
And then September came | |
And we were never the same again | |
Centuries passed and you're still just a girl | |
But this last generation's not long for this world | |
Who would rather remember the 12th of | |
SeptemberWe're all patriots when the orange of the embers still glow | |
I think that you know | |
That I'm telling you this 'cause | |
I love you | |
I love that you're proud | |
But you're also too loud | |
So bring it down to a whisper | |
And wait for the world to lean in | |
And the home of the brave | |
Is etched on the graves again | |
Remember their names | |
We were never the same |
zuo qu : VanderArk | |
God saved the queen, but he left you a dream | |
With your brave stuffed in bellies of ships that drifted in | |
The gate to the west was wide open | |
This promised land seemed an infinite land | |
And we nestled ourselves in your arms and the warmth of your skin | |
And that great western plain was never the same again | |
It took years to adjust to our freedom | |
The young and the proud, how we wondered aloud | |
About brotherly love and then push comes to shove once again | |
No death in vain | |
But we were never the same again | |
The sweat and the tears of the formative years | |
The highways were veins pumping life to remains of the land | |
A new era began | |
They caught you in bed with | |
Miss Fortune | |
Poverty bound you were stripped of your crown | |
All the storms had been weathered | |
It brought us together again | |
And then September came | |
And we were never the same again | |
Centuries passed and you' re still just a girl | |
But this last generation' s not long for this world | |
Who would rather remember the 12th of | |
SeptemberWe' re all patriots when the orange of the embers still glow | |
I think that you know | |
That I' m telling you this ' cause | |
I love you | |
I love that you' re proud | |
But you' re also too loud | |
So bring it down to a whisper | |
And wait for the world to lean in | |
And the home of the brave | |
Is etched on the graves again | |
Remember their names | |
We were never the same |
zuò qǔ : VanderArk | |
God saved the queen, but he left you a dream | |
With your brave stuffed in bellies of ships that drifted in | |
The gate to the west was wide open | |
This promised land seemed an infinite land | |
And we nestled ourselves in your arms and the warmth of your skin | |
And that great western plain was never the same again | |
It took years to adjust to our freedom | |
The young and the proud, how we wondered aloud | |
About brotherly love and then push comes to shove once again | |
No death in vain | |
But we were never the same again | |
The sweat and the tears of the formative years | |
The highways were veins pumping life to remains of the land | |
A new era began | |
They caught you in bed with | |
Miss Fortune | |
Poverty bound you were stripped of your crown | |
All the storms had been weathered | |
It brought us together again | |
And then September came | |
And we were never the same again | |
Centuries passed and you' re still just a girl | |
But this last generation' s not long for this world | |
Who would rather remember the 12th of | |
SeptemberWe' re all patriots when the orange of the embers still glow | |
I think that you know | |
That I' m telling you this ' cause | |
I love you | |
I love that you' re proud | |
But you' re also too loud | |
So bring it down to a whisper | |
And wait for the world to lean in | |
And the home of the brave | |
Is etched on the graves again | |
Remember their names | |
We were never the same |