歌曲 | Eyes Of The Seeker |
歌手 | Harry Connick, Jr. |
专辑 | Star Turtle |
作曲 : Connick | |
I remember what my father said | |
He said 'you don't slow down | |
You're gonna end up dead' | |
I remember what my brother said | |
He said 'you're runnin blind | |
Like a bird flyin into the sun'... yeah | |
They might be older than me | |
But the eyes of the seeker | |
Are the ones that see | |
Old man with a new brown bag | |
Washed away his home | |
Hung over the nag | |
Threw the ring in the river | |
At the end of the street | |
Then he laid on down in the park | |
With the bag at his feet... yeah | |
He might think he's really free | |
But the eyes of the seeker | |
Are the ones that see | |
All... all ya'll | |
Try to push it further | |
Than you think your life is worth | |
Or you'll get nowhere | |
Spendin all your time with the devil | |
Grind... your mind | |
'stead of sittin home | |
Lyin in your bed | |
Sayin you just don't care... well... | |
Big daddy from the back of the cell | |
Said 'you wanna last | |
You gotta run like hell' | |
But big daddy must been runnin slow | |
He told me the view's real good | |
From the top of the row... yeah | |
It's overcase with an ill decree | |
And the eyes of the seeker | |
Are the ones that see |
zuò qǔ : Connick | |
I remember what my father said | |
He said ' you don' t slow down | |
You' re gonna end up dead' | |
I remember what my brother said | |
He said ' you' re runnin blind | |
Like a bird flyin into the sun'... yeah | |
They might be older than me | |
But the eyes of the seeker | |
Are the ones that see | |
Old man with a new brown bag | |
Washed away his home | |
Hung over the nag | |
Threw the ring in the river | |
At the end of the street | |
Then he laid on down in the park | |
With the bag at his feet... yeah | |
He might think he' s really free | |
But the eyes of the seeker | |
Are the ones that see | |
All... all ya' ll | |
Try to push it further | |
Than you think your life is worth | |
Or you' ll get nowhere | |
Spendin all your time with the devil | |
Grind... your mind | |
' stead of sittin home | |
Lyin in your bed | |
Sayin you just don' t care... well... | |
Big daddy from the back of the cell | |
Said ' you wanna last | |
You gotta run like hell' | |
But big daddy must been runnin slow | |
He told me the view' s real good | |
From the top of the row... yeah | |
It' s overcase with an ill decree | |
And the eyes of the seeker | |
Are the ones that see |