歌曲 | Elephant's Memory |
歌手 | Martin Sexton |
专辑 | Wonder Bar |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Sexton | |
Calling, calling | |
Father wanted to run away | |
With the circus as a kid | |
Or a teen escape to the priestly way | |
And in a way he almost did | |
Twelve children 'round the supper table | |
Every blessed one is his | |
Chanting ten turns 'round the rosary | |
The holy circus that it is. | |
And me, I'm looking on with elephant's memory | |
At that old elephant in the living room | |
You know the one we try not to see | |
The one who aint gonna be leaving too soon | |
He's calling, he's calling. | |
Mother asked me what I'm grateful for | |
We make up something one by one | |
Father says forgive us sinners lord | |
Staring right at me when he's done | |
Baby sees the elephant like she sees the steam rising off her plate | |
But soon enough she'll fall in line | |
And finally learn to look away | |
I think he's calling, he's calling | |
As the secrecy's keeping the lock on the gate | |
Guarding us in our safe place | |
Watching and waiting for someone to step out of line | |
Enforcing with anti-grace | |
All of you keepers and wanna be sleepers | |
Wake up there's a message so clear | |
I saw the elephant and I looked him in the eye | |
And he begged me not to tell you he's here | |
But he's here. He's here | |
And he's calling, he's calling. |
zuo ci : Sexton | |
Calling, calling | |
Father wanted to run away | |
With the circus as a kid | |
Or a teen escape to the priestly way | |
And in a way he almost did | |
Twelve children ' round the supper table | |
Every blessed one is his | |
Chanting ten turns ' round the rosary | |
The holy circus that it is. | |
And me, I' m looking on with elephant' s memory | |
At that old elephant in the living room | |
You know the one we try not to see | |
The one who aint gonna be leaving too soon | |
He' s calling, he' s calling. | |
Mother asked me what I' m grateful for | |
We make up something one by one | |
Father says forgive us sinners lord | |
Staring right at me when he' s done | |
Baby sees the elephant like she sees the steam rising off her plate | |
But soon enough she' ll fall in line | |
And finally learn to look away | |
I think he' s calling, he' s calling | |
As the secrecy' s keeping the lock on the gate | |
Guarding us in our safe place | |
Watching and waiting for someone to step out of line | |
Enforcing with antigrace | |
All of you keepers and wanna be sleepers | |
Wake up there' s a message so clear | |
I saw the elephant and I looked him in the eye | |
And he begged me not to tell you he' s here | |
But he' s here. He' s here | |
And he' s calling, he' s calling. |
zuò cí : Sexton | |
Calling, calling | |
Father wanted to run away | |
With the circus as a kid | |
Or a teen escape to the priestly way | |
And in a way he almost did | |
Twelve children ' round the supper table | |
Every blessed one is his | |
Chanting ten turns ' round the rosary | |
The holy circus that it is. | |
And me, I' m looking on with elephant' s memory | |
At that old elephant in the living room | |
You know the one we try not to see | |
The one who aint gonna be leaving too soon | |
He' s calling, he' s calling. | |
Mother asked me what I' m grateful for | |
We make up something one by one | |
Father says forgive us sinners lord | |
Staring right at me when he' s done | |
Baby sees the elephant like she sees the steam rising off her plate | |
But soon enough she' ll fall in line | |
And finally learn to look away | |
I think he' s calling, he' s calling | |
As the secrecy' s keeping the lock on the gate | |
Guarding us in our safe place | |
Watching and waiting for someone to step out of line | |
Enforcing with antigrace | |
All of you keepers and wanna be sleepers | |
Wake up there' s a message so clear | |
I saw the elephant and I looked him in the eye | |
And he begged me not to tell you he' s here | |
But he' s here. He' s here | |
And he' s calling, he' s calling. |