作曲 : Bell | |
And I found my head uncrowned and all life's sweet nectar flowing down | |
The cracks and seams wasted on some petty little prayers | |
And I reached up for despair but | |
I was well below that cherished stage | |
And all my mangled hopes all song unsung | |
I fear I've wasted all my sun, | |
I fear I've wasted all my time | |
Everything is faded smiles are fabricated now | |
I fear I've wasted all my sun, | |
I fear I've wasted all my time | |
Held my eyes closed for too long | |
And I ran out through the streets in hopes that | |
I might find it there | |
But all my buildings stared back at me tenant less and bare | |
And I reached up for the sky, but it always seemed so far away | |
Transcendent thoughts you gave lie atrophied and broken | |
I fear I've wasted all my sun, | |
I fear I've wasted all my time | |
Everything is faded smiles are fabricated now | |
I fear I've wasted all my sun, | |
I fear I've wasted all my time | |
Held my eyes closed for too long | |
And I sat when | |
I should have stood, swallowed when | |
I should have spit | |
Until now | |
I only recognize me in pictures taken long ago | |
And all the changes simply haunt and never go away | |
A friend will tell when | |
I hit hell, | |
I may not feel the change | |
Held my eyes closed for too long | |
Held my eyes closed for too long | |
Just before | |
I go don't you offer any sweet advice because where were all | |
Your shoulders when | |
I needed them so long ago | |
And now with legs weak and weary from this silly dance | |
With a suitcase ful of memories, | |
I pack my bags and slowly drift away |
zuo qu : Bell | |
And I found my head uncrowned and all life' s sweet nectar flowing down | |
The cracks and seams wasted on some petty little prayers | |
And I reached up for despair but | |
I was well below that cherished stage | |
And all my mangled hopes all song unsung | |
I fear I' ve wasted all my sun, | |
I fear I' ve wasted all my time | |
Everything is faded smiles are fabricated now | |
I fear I' ve wasted all my sun, | |
I fear I' ve wasted all my time | |
Held my eyes closed for too long | |
And I ran out through the streets in hopes that | |
I might find it there | |
But all my buildings stared back at me tenant less and bare | |
And I reached up for the sky, but it always seemed so far away | |
Transcendent thoughts you gave lie atrophied and broken | |
I fear I' ve wasted all my sun, | |
I fear I' ve wasted all my time | |
Everything is faded smiles are fabricated now | |
I fear I' ve wasted all my sun, | |
I fear I' ve wasted all my time | |
Held my eyes closed for too long | |
And I sat when | |
I should have stood, swallowed when | |
I should have spit | |
Until now | |
I only recognize me in pictures taken long ago | |
And all the changes simply haunt and never go away | |
A friend will tell when | |
I hit hell, | |
I may not feel the change | |
Held my eyes closed for too long | |
Held my eyes closed for too long | |
Just before | |
I go don' t you offer any sweet advice because where were all | |
Your shoulders when | |
I needed them so long ago | |
And now with legs weak and weary from this silly dance | |
With a suitcase ful of memories, | |
I pack my bags and slowly drift away |
zuò qǔ : Bell | |
And I found my head uncrowned and all life' s sweet nectar flowing down | |
The cracks and seams wasted on some petty little prayers | |
And I reached up for despair but | |
I was well below that cherished stage | |
And all my mangled hopes all song unsung | |
I fear I' ve wasted all my sun, | |
I fear I' ve wasted all my time | |
Everything is faded smiles are fabricated now | |
I fear I' ve wasted all my sun, | |
I fear I' ve wasted all my time | |
Held my eyes closed for too long | |
And I ran out through the streets in hopes that | |
I might find it there | |
But all my buildings stared back at me tenant less and bare | |
And I reached up for the sky, but it always seemed so far away | |
Transcendent thoughts you gave lie atrophied and broken | |
I fear I' ve wasted all my sun, | |
I fear I' ve wasted all my time | |
Everything is faded smiles are fabricated now | |
I fear I' ve wasted all my sun, | |
I fear I' ve wasted all my time | |
Held my eyes closed for too long | |
And I sat when | |
I should have stood, swallowed when | |
I should have spit | |
Until now | |
I only recognize me in pictures taken long ago | |
And all the changes simply haunt and never go away | |
A friend will tell when | |
I hit hell, | |
I may not feel the change | |
Held my eyes closed for too long | |
Held my eyes closed for too long | |
Just before | |
I go don' t you offer any sweet advice because where were all | |
Your shoulders when | |
I needed them so long ago | |
And now with legs weak and weary from this silly dance | |
With a suitcase ful of memories, | |
I pack my bags and slowly drift away |