The Trouble With Poets 歌词

	作曲 : Goodrich, Mulvey
	The trouble with poets is they talk too much
	They tell us it hurts them a little more
	And we cannot tell if they make this up
	We've never stood in their shoes, in skins, in their heads, on their shores
	The trouble with you is you drive me nuts
	I cannot tell what's behind your smile
	What can we find just to lift us up
	Just for tonight, for a time, for the sake us of all for awhile
	I know it's only trouble
	I know it makes us real
	I wish that peace of mind was something I could steal
	The trouble with shoes is they come untied
	You might take a fall down the stairs
	And a poet might come along and say, "Ain't that just like life"
	I think the trouble with poets is they see poetry everywhere
	I know it's only trouble
	I know it makes us real
	But I could use just a month or two or ten to heal
	The trouble with time is it don't go back
	Or maybe that trouble is with you and me
	We are so scared of that fade to black
	That we'll push and we'll pull and we'll do anything to be free
	I know, I push, I struggle
	I know it's just the deal
	I know it's only trouble
	Oh, I know it's what makes us real
	But I know sometimes, nobody knows
	Nobody knows
	Not even poets know
	How I feel
	The trouble with poets is they talk too much (x2)

	zuo qu : Goodrich, Mulvey
	The trouble with poets is they talk too much
	They tell us it hurts them a little more
	And we cannot tell if they make this up
	We' ve never stood in their shoes, in skins, in their heads, on their shores
	The trouble with you is you drive me nuts
	I cannot tell what' s behind your smile
	What can we find just to lift us up
	Just for tonight, for a time, for the sake us of all for awhile
	I know it' s only trouble
	I know it makes us real
	I wish that peace of mind was something I could steal
	The trouble with shoes is they come untied
	You might take a fall down the stairs
	And a poet might come along and say, " Ain' t that just like life"
	I think the trouble with poets is they see poetry everywhere
	I know it' s only trouble
	I know it makes us real
	But I could use just a month or two or ten to heal
	The trouble with time is it don' t go back
	Or maybe that trouble is with you and me
	We are so scared of that fade to black
	That we' ll push and we' ll pull and we' ll do anything to be free
	I know, I push, I struggle
	I know it' s just the deal
	I know it' s only trouble
	Oh, I know it' s what makes us real
	But I know sometimes, nobody knows
	Nobody knows
	Not even poets know
	How I feel
	The trouble with poets is they talk too much x2

	zuò qǔ : Goodrich, Mulvey
	The trouble with poets is they talk too much
	They tell us it hurts them a little more
	And we cannot tell if they make this up
	We' ve never stood in their shoes, in skins, in their heads, on their shores
	The trouble with you is you drive me nuts
	I cannot tell what' s behind your smile
	What can we find just to lift us up
	Just for tonight, for a time, for the sake us of all for awhile
	I know it' s only trouble
	I know it makes us real
	I wish that peace of mind was something I could steal
	The trouble with shoes is they come untied
	You might take a fall down the stairs
	And a poet might come along and say, " Ain' t that just like life"
	I think the trouble with poets is they see poetry everywhere
	I know it' s only trouble
	I know it makes us real
	But I could use just a month or two or ten to heal
	The trouble with time is it don' t go back
	Or maybe that trouble is with you and me
	We are so scared of that fade to black
	That we' ll push and we' ll pull and we' ll do anything to be free
	I know, I push, I struggle
	I know it' s just the deal
	I know it' s only trouble
	Oh, I know it' s what makes us real
	But I know sometimes, nobody knows
	Nobody knows
	Not even poets know
	How I feel
	The trouble with poets is they talk too much x2

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