歌曲 | Between The Daylight And The Dark |
歌手 | Mary Gauthier |
专辑 | Between Daylight And Dark |
作曲 : Eaglesmith, Gauthier | |
Well, the grasses are swaying, the sun's going down | |
Music is playing, you're waving through town | |
Pull into the driveway, toss it in park | |
Stare out of the windshield, out into the world | |
It was all for the love of a wayward girl | |
Who left you with a second place smile and a broken heart | |
And the streetlights are starting to flicker to life | |
They glow for a minute then they get bright | |
Fireflies light up, circle and spark | |
There's nothing really that you can do | |
Put your hands in your pockets and try to get through | |
The distance between the daylight and the dark | |
And the front porch flags lie themselves down | |
Like forgotten soldiers and old wedding gowns | |
In closets unopened and graves without any marks | |
As the night curtains lower behind the rooftops | |
Shadows dance across the sidewalks | |
And ricochet off of the houses like pieces of art | |
Then you mind is reeling as the sky is changing | |
All you're feeling and you're re-arranging | |
The rest of your life like lines on an old sailors chart | |
You climb back in and fire the ignition | |
Put your hands on the wheel, head into the distance | |
The distance between the daylight and the dark |
zuò qǔ : Eaglesmith, Gauthier | |
Well, the grasses are swaying, the sun' s going down | |
Music is playing, you' re waving through town | |
Pull into the driveway, toss it in park | |
Stare out of the windshield, out into the world | |
It was all for the love of a wayward girl | |
Who left you with a second place smile and a broken heart | |
And the streetlights are starting to flicker to life | |
They glow for a minute then they get bright | |
Fireflies light up, circle and spark | |
There' s nothing really that you can do | |
Put your hands in your pockets and try to get through | |
The distance between the daylight and the dark | |
And the front porch flags lie themselves down | |
Like forgotten soldiers and old wedding gowns | |
In closets unopened and graves without any marks | |
As the night curtains lower behind the rooftops | |
Shadows dance across the sidewalks | |
And ricochet off of the houses like pieces of art | |
Then you mind is reeling as the sky is changing | |
All you' re feeling and you' re rearranging | |
The rest of your life like lines on an old sailors chart | |
You climb back in and fire the ignition | |
Put your hands on the wheel, head into the distance | |
The distance between the daylight and the dark |