歌曲 | Beautiful Door |
歌手 | Billy Bob Thornton |
专辑 | Beautiful Door |
作曲 : Davis, Thornton | |
Maybe I'm crazy | |
And maybe I'm blind | |
'Cause I can't understand | |
The kind of mind | |
That kills for god | |
Or money or the land | |
It just seems odd | |
To take that kind of stand | |
Some on the east side | |
Some on the west | |
Who think that somehow | |
Their way is best | |
But there are some | |
There in the middle | |
Whose lives have come | |
To mean so little | |
You can preach all you want to | |
And make up forever more | |
I know you want to walk into another world | |
But I don't see no beautiful door | |
I can't help myself | |
I like this place | |
And leaving's not a thing | |
I want to face | |
But those who want to go | |
Knock yourselves out | |
Just don't take those | |
Who don't care about | |
Your power dreams | |
And your golden gates | |
'Cause I hear their screams | |
As you deal their fates | |
You'll never kill this world | |
But I am afraid | |
That you'll take away | |
Those you say god made | |
You can preach all you want to | |
And make up forever more | |
I know you want to walk into another world | |
But I don't see no beautiful door | |
I know you want to walk into another world | |
But I don't see no beautiful door | |
You say you want to talk about a better world | |
But you've closed that beautiful door |
zuò qǔ : Davis, Thornton | |
Maybe I' m crazy | |
And maybe I' m blind | |
' Cause I can' t understand | |
The kind of mind | |
That kills for god | |
Or money or the land | |
It just seems odd | |
To take that kind of stand | |
Some on the east side | |
Some on the west | |
Who think that somehow | |
Their way is best | |
But there are some | |
There in the middle | |
Whose lives have come | |
To mean so little | |
You can preach all you want to | |
And make up forever more | |
I know you want to walk into another world | |
But I don' t see no beautiful door | |
I can' t help myself | |
I like this place | |
And leaving' s not a thing | |
I want to face | |
But those who want to go | |
Knock yourselves out | |
Just don' t take those | |
Who don' t care about | |
Your power dreams | |
And your golden gates | |
' Cause I hear their screams | |
As you deal their fates | |
You' ll never kill this world | |
But I am afraid | |
That you' ll take away | |
Those you say god made | |
You can preach all you want to | |
And make up forever more | |
I know you want to walk into another world | |
But I don' t see no beautiful door | |
I know you want to walk into another world | |
But I don' t see no beautiful door | |
You say you want to talk about a better world | |
But you' ve closed that beautiful door |