歌曲 | Five Lines |
歌手 | David Sylvian |
专辑 | Sleepwalkers |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.79] | Five lines |
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[00:11.73] | Five lines |
[00:13.94] | |
[00:18.30] | With which he marked time |
[00:21.24] | |
[00:24.43] | Five lines flared from the ovens |
[00:28.73] | |
[00:33.58] | He pulled the ribbons from their hair |
[00:36.79] | |
[00:41.93] | With melodies beaten from the sheets of his mother |
[00:47.70] | |
[00:49.25] | Songs for the end of time |
[00:52.08] | |
[00:58.75] | Five lines |
[01:00.63] | |
[01:04.49] | Return the birds to their singing |
[01:08.01] | |
[01:13.09] | The sun fell should we leave it to the foxes |
[01:20.42] | |
[01:22.61] | The sun fell from the sky |
[01:25.91] | |
[01:27.61] | Leave it to its wits and its devices |
[01:30.37] | |
[01:32.84] | The sun fell from the sky in the form of a stag |
[01:38.84] | |
[01:40.99] | Buried deep in the forest |
[01:43.90] | |
[01:49.74] | And that’s where he felled it |
[01:53.81] | |
[01:55.33] | A blow to the head |
[01:59.40] | |
[02:03.55] | That left it unconscious |
[02:07.65] | |
[02:09.56] | Nothing further was said |
[02:13.85] | |
[02:20.15] | We’ll set a place for him |
[02:23.96] | |
[02:27.75] | We’ll set a place then |
[02:31.57] | |
[02:35.83] | For he had tried |
[02:37.95] | |
[02:39.72] | Blood bone feathers to the sky |
[02:43.90] | |
[02:45.47] | Even in flight |
[02:47.78] | |
[02:49.20] | Nothing could have spared him |
[02:52.26] | |
[02:58.90] | Five lines |
[03:00.36] | |
[03:06.08] | Five lines flared from the oven |
[03:10.63] | |
[03:15.22] | Five lines with which he marked out time |
[03:19.95] | |
[03:31.03] | Leave him for the foxes |
[03:33.44] | |
[03:41.22] | Leave him for the foxes |
[00:00.79] | Five lines |
[00:02.72] | |
[00:11.73] | Five lines |
[00:13.94] | |
[00:18.30] | With which he marked time |
[00:21.24] | |
[00:24.43] | Five lines flared from the ovens |
[00:28.73] | |
[00:33.58] | He pulled the ribbons from their hair |
[00:36.79] | |
[00:41.93] | With melodies beaten from the sheets of his mother |
[00:47.70] | |
[00:49.25] | Songs for the end of time |
[00:52.08] | |
[00:58.75] | Five lines |
[01:00.63] | |
[01:04.49] | Return the birds to their singing |
[01:08.01] | |
[01:13.09] | The sun fell should we leave it to the foxes |
[01:20.42] | |
[01:22.61] | The sun fell from the sky |
[01:25.91] | |
[01:27.61] | Leave it to its wits and its devices |
[01:30.37] | |
[01:32.84] | The sun fell from the sky in the form of a stag |
[01:38.84] | |
[01:40.99] | Buried deep in the forest |
[01:43.90] | |
[01:49.74] | And that' s where he felled it |
[01:53.81] | |
[01:55.33] | A blow to the head |
[01:59.40] | |
[02:03.55] | That left it unconscious |
[02:07.65] | |
[02:09.56] | Nothing further was said |
[02:13.85] | |
[02:20.15] | We' ll set a place for him |
[02:23.96] | |
[02:27.75] | We' ll set a place then |
[02:31.57] | |
[02:35.83] | For he had tried |
[02:37.95] | |
[02:39.72] | Blood bone feathers to the sky |
[02:43.90] | |
[02:45.47] | Even in flight |
[02:47.78] | |
[02:49.20] | Nothing could have spared him |
[02:52.26] | |
[02:58.90] | Five lines |
[03:00.36] | |
[03:06.08] | Five lines flared from the oven |
[03:10.63] | |
[03:15.22] | Five lines with which he marked out time |
[03:19.95] | |
[03:31.03] | Leave him for the foxes |
[03:33.44] | |
[03:41.22] | Leave him for the foxes |
[00:00.79] | Five lines |
[00:02.72] | |
[00:11.73] | Five lines |
[00:13.94] | |
[00:18.30] | With which he marked time |
[00:21.24] | |
[00:24.43] | Five lines flared from the ovens |
[00:28.73] | |
[00:33.58] | He pulled the ribbons from their hair |
[00:36.79] | |
[00:41.93] | With melodies beaten from the sheets of his mother |
[00:47.70] | |
[00:49.25] | Songs for the end of time |
[00:52.08] | |
[00:58.75] | Five lines |
[01:00.63] | |
[01:04.49] | Return the birds to their singing |
[01:08.01] | |
[01:13.09] | The sun fell should we leave it to the foxes |
[01:20.42] | |
[01:22.61] | The sun fell from the sky |
[01:25.91] | |
[01:27.61] | Leave it to its wits and its devices |
[01:30.37] | |
[01:32.84] | The sun fell from the sky in the form of a stag |
[01:38.84] | |
[01:40.99] | Buried deep in the forest |
[01:43.90] | |
[01:49.74] | And that' s where he felled it |
[01:53.81] | |
[01:55.33] | A blow to the head |
[01:59.40] | |
[02:03.55] | That left it unconscious |
[02:07.65] | |
[02:09.56] | Nothing further was said |
[02:13.85] | |
[02:20.15] | We' ll set a place for him |
[02:23.96] | |
[02:27.75] | We' ll set a place then |
[02:31.57] | |
[02:35.83] | For he had tried |
[02:37.95] | |
[02:39.72] | Blood bone feathers to the sky |
[02:43.90] | |
[02:45.47] | Even in flight |
[02:47.78] | |
[02:49.20] | Nothing could have spared him |
[02:52.26] | |
[02:58.90] | Five lines |
[03:00.36] | |
[03:06.08] | Five lines flared from the oven |
[03:10.63] | |
[03:15.22] | Five lines with which he marked out time |
[03:19.95] | |
[03:31.03] | Leave him for the foxes |
[03:33.44] | |
[03:41.22] | Leave him for the foxes |