歌曲 | Now Against The Staircase, Part 2 |
歌手 | Last Lungs |
专辑 | Look At That Old Grizzly Bear |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : Benjamin Wood |
[00:31.93] | Deer-eyed we step out of the failing light |
[00:39.53] | And heel by heel we take the hallway in our stride |
[00:47.29] | And shed our clothes like torn-out paper lantern boats |
[00:55.52] | And slink into the dark |
[01:03.94] | Steadfast, the floorboards take our weight and moan |
[01:11.59] | So we press back against a balustrade of bones |
[01:19.48] | Till there is no breath left in the turning night |
[01:27.59] | To ask our names and sigh |
[01:36.18] | |
[01:39.84] | Breath left in the turning night to ask our names |
[01:43.40] | Our skin is razing |
[01:47.90] | Breathless in the turning night to ask our names |
[01:50.49] | On the railing |
[01:55.75] | Breathless in the turning night to ask our names |
[01:58.66] | Our skin is braille and what it says is nothing but a sigh |
[02:11.51] |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Benjamin Wood |
[00:31.93] | Deereyed we step out of the failing light |
[00:39.53] | And heel by heel we take the hallway in our stride |
[00:47.29] | And shed our clothes like tornout paper lantern boats |
[00:55.52] | And slink into the dark |
[01:03.94] | Steadfast, the floorboards take our weight and moan |
[01:11.59] | So we press back against a balustrade of bones |
[01:19.48] | Till there is no breath left in the turning night |
[01:27.59] | To ask our names and sigh |
[01:36.18] | |
[01:39.84] | Breath left in the turning night to ask our names |
[01:43.40] | Our skin is razing |
[01:47.90] | Breathless in the turning night to ask our names |
[01:50.49] | On the railing |
[01:55.75] | Breathless in the turning night to ask our names |
[01:58.66] | Our skin is braille and what it says is nothing but a sigh |
[02:11.51] |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Benjamin Wood |
[00:31.93] | Deereyed we step out of the failing light |
[00:39.53] | And heel by heel we take the hallway in our stride |
[00:47.29] | And shed our clothes like tornout paper lantern boats |
[00:55.52] | And slink into the dark |
[01:03.94] | Steadfast, the floorboards take our weight and moan |
[01:11.59] | So we press back against a balustrade of bones |
[01:19.48] | Till there is no breath left in the turning night |
[01:27.59] | To ask our names and sigh |
[01:36.18] | |
[01:39.84] | Breath left in the turning night to ask our names |
[01:43.40] | Our skin is razing |
[01:47.90] | Breathless in the turning night to ask our names |
[01:50.49] | On the railing |
[01:55.75] | Breathless in the turning night to ask our names |
[01:58.66] | Our skin is braille and what it says is nothing but a sigh |
[02:11.51] |