歌曲 | Idle at the Edge |
歌手 | Moemaw Naedon |
歌手 | Billy Hoyle |
专辑 | Travel Through |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Moemaw Naedon | |
作曲 : Moemaw Naedon/Billy Hoyle | |
drop the ego from the sky and watch the mind explode | |
the impact cleared a path to a winding road | |
so whats the purpose to our travels | |
if on the surface to the universe we just some dirt on a piece of gravel | |
deprogram brain from a digital dream | |
met the wolf trying to see the forest for the trees | |
touched many new lows through experience | |
life and death, yet not that serious | |
red crows fall from the sky like a cascade | |
dive bombing for the crawlers in the grass blades | |
from the start fortified signals circulate | |
we brethren from the heart of the galaxy | |
i say a lot when the snare hit the eardrums | |
organize my thoughts to reveal that i fear some | |
hit the thrusters off to a better land | |
and hope we don't land on a planet when a storm is at hand | |
we find comfort in the same security | |
that holds us back and leaves us wrapped up in certainty | |
emergency, another day about to die | |
lets watch the shadows of the leaves fade into the sky | |
not certain why i crashed and burned and turned up fine | |
im learning why i need to cross the line and merge with time | |
and keep it moving only losing when i hold back | |
and sit idle at the edge of the launch pad |
zuo ci : Moemaw Naedon | |
zuo qu : Moemaw Naedon Billy Hoyle | |
drop the ego from the sky and watch the mind explode | |
the impact cleared a path to a winding road | |
so whats the purpose to our travels | |
if on the surface to the universe we just some dirt on a piece of gravel | |
deprogram brain from a digital dream | |
met the wolf trying to see the forest for the trees | |
touched many new lows through experience | |
life and death, yet not that serious | |
red crows fall from the sky like a cascade | |
dive bombing for the crawlers in the grass blades | |
from the start fortified signals circulate | |
we brethren from the heart of the galaxy | |
i say a lot when the snare hit the eardrums | |
organize my thoughts to reveal that i fear some | |
hit the thrusters off to a better land | |
and hope we don' t land on a planet when a storm is at hand | |
we find comfort in the same security | |
that holds us back and leaves us wrapped up in certainty | |
emergency, another day about to die | |
lets watch the shadows of the leaves fade into the sky | |
not certain why i crashed and burned and turned up fine | |
im learning why i need to cross the line and merge with time | |
and keep it moving only losing when i hold back | |
and sit idle at the edge of the launch pad |
zuò cí : Moemaw Naedon | |
zuò qǔ : Moemaw Naedon Billy Hoyle | |
drop the ego from the sky and watch the mind explode | |
the impact cleared a path to a winding road | |
so whats the purpose to our travels | |
if on the surface to the universe we just some dirt on a piece of gravel | |
deprogram brain from a digital dream | |
met the wolf trying to see the forest for the trees | |
touched many new lows through experience | |
life and death, yet not that serious | |
red crows fall from the sky like a cascade | |
dive bombing for the crawlers in the grass blades | |
from the start fortified signals circulate | |
we brethren from the heart of the galaxy | |
i say a lot when the snare hit the eardrums | |
organize my thoughts to reveal that i fear some | |
hit the thrusters off to a better land | |
and hope we don' t land on a planet when a storm is at hand | |
we find comfort in the same security | |
that holds us back and leaves us wrapped up in certainty | |
emergency, another day about to die | |
lets watch the shadows of the leaves fade into the sky | |
not certain why i crashed and burned and turned up fine | |
im learning why i need to cross the line and merge with time | |
and keep it moving only losing when i hold back | |
and sit idle at the edge of the launch pad |