Wrapped In Plain 歌词

	作曲 : Christmas, Graham
	She walked
	Her head hung down
	Watching her feet
	Move on their own
	Restless hands
	Grasped at things
	No one else could see
	Dark circles watched
	Her eyes grow wide
	Guardians of her gaze
	The high red flush
	Of something wrong
	Stained the hills of her face
	Midsummer blazed
	Her rotting cage
	Death took his hat off
	At her grave
	Scarecrows drape the coloured page
	Marking giant mistakes
	Getting stronger in pain of
	These special things
	All wrapped in plain
	No one saw
	Pale shoulders shake
	Passed over for
	Shinier things
	Brighter birds
	With bigger wings
	Took up all the cracks
	Nothing left for the faint
	This poisoned mouse
	With paws on stairs
	Mottled gray fur
	Ignored
	Rescued dreams of fall
	Where brighter flowers dive
	And bend
	Quicksands
	Right hand
	Weighs in
	Low weathers greatest friend
	Wet breath in shallow lungs
	That drown
	Her hands
	Like doves
	Scarecrows drape
	The coloured page
	Gaping selfish mistakes
	Grinning wider each day
	Growing stronger in pains
	Of these special things
	All wrapped up in plain
	An imbeciles glory day
	Spitting coins at the fade
	Of these special things twighlights final soft claim
	All wrapped up in plain
	All wrapped up in plain
	These special things

	zuo qu : Christmas, Graham
	She walked
	Her head hung down
	Watching her feet
	Move on their own
	Restless hands
	Grasped at things
	No one else could see
	Dark circles watched
	Her eyes grow wide
	Guardians of her gaze
	The high red flush
	Of something wrong
	Stained the hills of her face
	Midsummer blazed
	Her rotting cage
	Death took his hat off
	At her grave
	Scarecrows drape the coloured page
	Marking giant mistakes
	Getting stronger in pain of
	These special things
	All wrapped in plain
	No one saw
	Pale shoulders shake
	Passed over for
	Shinier things
	Brighter birds
	With bigger wings
	Took up all the cracks
	Nothing left for the faint
	This poisoned mouse
	With paws on stairs
	Mottled gray fur
	Ignored
	Rescued dreams of fall
	Where brighter flowers dive
	And bend
	Quicksands
	Right hand
	Weighs in
	Low weathers greatest friend
	Wet breath in shallow lungs
	That drown
	Her hands
	Like doves
	Scarecrows drape
	The coloured page
	Gaping selfish mistakes
	Grinning wider each day
	Growing stronger in pains
	Of these special things
	All wrapped up in plain
	An imbeciles glory day
	Spitting coins at the fade
	Of these special things twighlights final soft claim
	All wrapped up in plain
	All wrapped up in plain
	These special things

	zuò qǔ : Christmas, Graham
	She walked
	Her head hung down
	Watching her feet
	Move on their own
	Restless hands
	Grasped at things
	No one else could see
	Dark circles watched
	Her eyes grow wide
	Guardians of her gaze
	The high red flush
	Of something wrong
	Stained the hills of her face
	Midsummer blazed
	Her rotting cage
	Death took his hat off
	At her grave
	Scarecrows drape the coloured page
	Marking giant mistakes
	Getting stronger in pain of
	These special things
	All wrapped in plain
	No one saw
	Pale shoulders shake
	Passed over for
	Shinier things
	Brighter birds
	With bigger wings
	Took up all the cracks
	Nothing left for the faint
	This poisoned mouse
	With paws on stairs
	Mottled gray fur
	Ignored
	Rescued dreams of fall
	Where brighter flowers dive
	And bend
	Quicksands
	Right hand
	Weighs in
	Low weathers greatest friend
	Wet breath in shallow lungs
	That drown
	Her hands
	Like doves
	Scarecrows drape
	The coloured page
	Gaping selfish mistakes
	Grinning wider each day
	Growing stronger in pains
	Of these special things
	All wrapped up in plain
	An imbeciles glory day
	Spitting coins at the fade
	Of these special things twighlights final soft claim
	All wrapped up in plain
	All wrapped up in plain
	These special things

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