oneonethousand 歌词

	作曲 : Burden Of A Day
	You choose, you choose to run than see the truth be revealed,
	Climb the tallest tree and get the furthest view.
	Yet be sightless in a world made for your eyes.
	I thought I knew, I swore I knew,
	But sour milk and honey, is not the taste of you.
	So I stare straight into the sun,
	With fists clenched, waiting, to take flight.
	This body is so heavy, this body is so heavy.
	So I stand, with blistered feet and bleeding knees,
	Because here nothing can touch me.
	I'd rather dive then know what I would be without.
	Rather hold the line at fear. be still and know
	That with one voice we'll sing together, together.
	Glory! Like the bee with out her queen, what am I with out my King?
	You choose, you choose to run than see the truth be revealed,
	Climb the tallest tree and get the furthest view.
	Yet be sightless in a world made for your eyes.
	How alluring are the legs, of the fall.
	But hold the line, I'll hold the line.

	zuo qu : Burden Of A Day
	You choose, you choose to run than see the truth be revealed,
	Climb the tallest tree and get the furthest view.
	Yet be sightless in a world made for your eyes.
	I thought I knew, I swore I knew,
	But sour milk and honey, is not the taste of you.
	So I stare straight into the sun,
	With fists clenched, waiting, to take flight.
	This body is so heavy, this body is so heavy.
	So I stand, with blistered feet and bleeding knees,
	Because here nothing can touch me.
	I' d rather dive then know what I would be without.
	Rather hold the line at fear. be still and know
	That with one voice we' ll sing together, together.
	Glory! Like the bee with out her queen, what am I with out my King?
	You choose, you choose to run than see the truth be revealed,
	Climb the tallest tree and get the furthest view.
	Yet be sightless in a world made for your eyes.
	How alluring are the legs, of the fall.
	But hold the line, I' ll hold the line.

	zuò qǔ : Burden Of A Day
	You choose, you choose to run than see the truth be revealed,
	Climb the tallest tree and get the furthest view.
	Yet be sightless in a world made for your eyes.
	I thought I knew, I swore I knew,
	But sour milk and honey, is not the taste of you.
	So I stare straight into the sun,
	With fists clenched, waiting, to take flight.
	This body is so heavy, this body is so heavy.
	So I stand, with blistered feet and bleeding knees,
	Because here nothing can touch me.
	I' d rather dive then know what I would be without.
	Rather hold the line at fear. be still and know
	That with one voice we' ll sing together, together.
	Glory! Like the bee with out her queen, what am I with out my King?
	You choose, you choose to run than see the truth be revealed,
	Climb the tallest tree and get the furthest view.
	Yet be sightless in a world made for your eyes.
	How alluring are the legs, of the fall.
	But hold the line, I' ll hold the line.

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