歌曲 | Letters From Rimbaud - normal |
歌手 | Marnie Stern |
专辑 | In Advance of the Broken Arm |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Stern | |
In greece as I've said | |
Verse and Lyre set the rhythms of action | |
And afterwards music and rhyme are games, pastime | |
Everything grows | |
Cause anything goes | |
We cannot know | |
Because we are inside it | |
Everything grows | |
Cause anything goes | |
I'm almost the island | |
I'm almost the island | |
In greece as I've said | |
Verse and Lyre set the rhythms of action | |
And afterwards music and rhyme are games, pastime | |
Keeping only quietness | |
We gather, we gather, we gather we gather | |
We gather up the fruit of the mind | |
Pen pushers and authors always full of numbers that crumble | |
The poet is truly the fire stealer | |
The poet is truly the fire stealer | |
The stealers, the stealers, the stealers, the stealers, the stealers, | |
Everything grows | |
Cause anything goes | |
What do we remind you of? And when you come around the show | |
You'll never make it up that fast | |
When no one else considers more | |
And I can tell you one more thing | |
You'll never come back here for more. | |
There's nothing but a broken stand | |
And lovers crouching on the floor (repeat 1) | |
Everything grows | |
Cause anything goes | |
We cannot know because we are inside it | |
I'm almost an island | |
But not quite yet | |
I'm almost an island | |
But not quite yet |
zuo qu : Stern | |
In greece as I' ve said | |
Verse and Lyre set the rhythms of action | |
And afterwards music and rhyme are games, pastime | |
Everything grows | |
Cause anything goes | |
We cannot know | |
Because we are inside it | |
Everything grows | |
Cause anything goes | |
I' m almost the island | |
I' m almost the island | |
In greece as I' ve said | |
Verse and Lyre set the rhythms of action | |
And afterwards music and rhyme are games, pastime | |
Keeping only quietness | |
We gather, we gather, we gather we gather | |
We gather up the fruit of the mind | |
Pen pushers and authors always full of numbers that crumble | |
The poet is truly the fire stealer | |
The poet is truly the fire stealer | |
The stealers, the stealers, the stealers, the stealers, the stealers, | |
Everything grows | |
Cause anything goes | |
What do we remind you of? And when you come around the show | |
You' ll never make it up that fast | |
When no one else considers more | |
And I can tell you one more thing | |
You' ll never come back here for more. | |
There' s nothing but a broken stand | |
And lovers crouching on the floor repeat 1 | |
Everything grows | |
Cause anything goes | |
We cannot know because we are inside it | |
I' m almost an island | |
But not quite yet | |
I' m almost an island | |
But not quite yet |
zuò qǔ : Stern | |
In greece as I' ve said | |
Verse and Lyre set the rhythms of action | |
And afterwards music and rhyme are games, pastime | |
Everything grows | |
Cause anything goes | |
We cannot know | |
Because we are inside it | |
Everything grows | |
Cause anything goes | |
I' m almost the island | |
I' m almost the island | |
In greece as I' ve said | |
Verse and Lyre set the rhythms of action | |
And afterwards music and rhyme are games, pastime | |
Keeping only quietness | |
We gather, we gather, we gather we gather | |
We gather up the fruit of the mind | |
Pen pushers and authors always full of numbers that crumble | |
The poet is truly the fire stealer | |
The poet is truly the fire stealer | |
The stealers, the stealers, the stealers, the stealers, the stealers, | |
Everything grows | |
Cause anything goes | |
What do we remind you of? And when you come around the show | |
You' ll never make it up that fast | |
When no one else considers more | |
And I can tell you one more thing | |
You' ll never come back here for more. | |
There' s nothing but a broken stand | |
And lovers crouching on the floor repeat 1 | |
Everything grows | |
Cause anything goes | |
We cannot know because we are inside it | |
I' m almost an island | |
But not quite yet | |
I' m almost an island | |
But not quite yet |