歌曲 | Dynamite Walls |
歌手 | Hayden |
专辑 | Skyscraper National Park |
作词 : Desser | |
Open your eyes | |
Put it in drive | |
get on the road and just go. | |
City lights | |
turn the tree lines | |
and National Park signs | |
Mountains approach | |
with small winding roads | |
and the air turns to falling snow | |
Miles away or just up ahead. | |
It doesn't matter what, | |
Any of us is looking for. | |
We'll never find it, because | |
It's not even there. | |
high beams showing | |
falling rock warning | |
construction work, slowing | |
The engine blazes | |
The elevation raises | |
The dynamite walls contain us | |
everyone's watching | |
for animals crossing | |
through the part of the glass | |
that's defrosted | |
Miles away or just up ahead | |
It doesn't matter what, | |
any of us is looking for | |
We'll never find it, because | |
it's not even there. | |
Open your eyes | |
put it in drive | |
get on the road and just go. | |
City lights, | |
turn the tree lines | |
and National Park signs. | |
Mountains approach, | |
with small winds in the road | |
and the air turns to falling snow. | |
The engine blazes | |
the elevation raises | |
The dynamite walls contain us |
zuò cí : Desser | |
Open your eyes | |
Put it in drive | |
get on the road and just go. | |
City lights | |
turn the tree lines | |
and National Park signs | |
Mountains approach | |
with small winding roads | |
and the air turns to falling snow | |
Miles away or just up ahead. | |
It doesn' t matter what, | |
Any of us is looking for. | |
We' ll never find it, because | |
It' s not even there. | |
high beams showing | |
falling rock warning | |
construction work, slowing | |
The engine blazes | |
The elevation raises | |
The dynamite walls contain us | |
everyone' s watching | |
for animals crossing | |
through the part of the glass | |
that' s defrosted | |
Miles away or just up ahead | |
It doesn' t matter what, | |
any of us is looking for | |
We' ll never find it, because | |
it' s not even there. | |
Open your eyes | |
put it in drive | |
get on the road and just go. | |
City lights, | |
turn the tree lines | |
and National Park signs. | |
Mountains approach, | |
with small winds in the road | |
and the air turns to falling snow. | |
The engine blazes | |
the elevation raises | |
The dynamite walls contain us |