歌曲 | Letters |
歌手 | Patrick Bishop |
专辑 | Birds of Lima |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
[00:16.91] | words flow slowly out |
[00:20.25] | And smooth their shapes |
[00:22.29] | Crossing ground to meet me here in my return |
[00:28.00] | To meet me here when I return |
[00:31.79] | The sound sleep |
[00:33.62] | The Morning calls |
[00:35.58] | You’ve been here |
[00:37.54] | You’ve been here |
[00:47.58] | The hundred letters hug so hard |
[00:51.33] | The little letters meet my eye |
[00:55.20] | Just take a spin to the place |
[00:59.00] | no more sleep to morning grace |
[01:02.87] | No more light the days to come |
[01:06.41] | Till you’re back here, you back here |
[01:18.62] | The hanging threads we spin our young |
[01:21.79] | Wish you let go,need you back here |
[01:31.95] | And the secrets told once with that yet another way |
[01:57.58] | Words mean much to heart |
[02:00.91] | We are little said and quickly spurn |
[02:04.87] | Morning dream is fool’s cascades |
[02:09.04] | The shooting stars are lord short rage |
[02:12.62] | And with morning lost |
[02:14.20] | There is no such thing as a wise man, a wise man |
[02:28.29] | With little truth they take to drink |
[02:31.45] | And wiser yeah you are right now |
[02:41.79] | No secret is told,no one is told |
[02:48.96] | So it’s going on |
[02:57.12] | Here is what we learn and what we know |
[03:04.45] | Take your pick now |
[03:12.37] | And bent some hope |
[03:16.12] | No Picking up your cell phone as someone’s call |
[03:27.87] | No happy love |
[03:31.45] | We arrange the scheme and repaint repaint repaint |
[04:14.58] | No happy love |
[04:18.04] | We arrange the scheme and repaint repaint repaint |
[00:16.91] | words flow slowly out |
[00:20.25] | And smooth their shapes |
[00:22.29] | Crossing ground to meet me here in my return |
[00:28.00] | To meet me here when I return |
[00:31.79] | The sound sleep |
[00:33.62] | The Morning calls |
[00:35.58] | You' ve been here |
[00:37.54] | You' ve been here |
[00:47.58] | The hundred letters hug so hard |
[00:51.33] | The little letters meet my eye |
[00:55.20] | Just take a spin to the place |
[00:59.00] | no more sleep to morning grace |
[01:02.87] | No more light the days to come |
[01:06.41] | Till you' re back here, you back here |
[01:18.62] | The hanging threads we spin our young |
[01:21.79] | Wish you let go, need you back here |
[01:31.95] | And the secrets told once with that yet another way |
[01:57.58] | Words mean much to heart |
[02:00.91] | We are little said and quickly spurn |
[02:04.87] | Morning dream is fool' s cascades |
[02:09.04] | The shooting stars are lord short rage |
[02:12.62] | And with morning lost |
[02:14.20] | There is no such thing as a wise man, a wise man |
[02:28.29] | With little truth they take to drink |
[02:31.45] | And wiser yeah you are right now |
[02:41.79] | No secret is told, no one is told |
[02:48.96] | So it' s going on |
[02:57.12] | Here is what we learn and what we know |
[03:04.45] | Take your pick now |
[03:12.37] | And bent some hope |
[03:16.12] | No Picking up your cell phone as someone' s call |
[03:27.87] | No happy love |
[03:31.45] | We arrange the scheme and repaint repaint repaint |
[04:14.58] | No happy love |
[04:18.04] | We arrange the scheme and repaint repaint repaint |
[00:16.91] | words flow slowly out |
[00:20.25] | And smooth their shapes |
[00:22.29] | Crossing ground to meet me here in my return |
[00:28.00] | To meet me here when I return |
[00:31.79] | The sound sleep |
[00:33.62] | The Morning calls |
[00:35.58] | You' ve been here |
[00:37.54] | You' ve been here |
[00:47.58] | The hundred letters hug so hard |
[00:51.33] | The little letters meet my eye |
[00:55.20] | Just take a spin to the place |
[00:59.00] | no more sleep to morning grace |
[01:02.87] | No more light the days to come |
[01:06.41] | Till you' re back here, you back here |
[01:18.62] | The hanging threads we spin our young |
[01:21.79] | Wish you let go, need you back here |
[01:31.95] | And the secrets told once with that yet another way |
[01:57.58] | Words mean much to heart |
[02:00.91] | We are little said and quickly spurn |
[02:04.87] | Morning dream is fool' s cascades |
[02:09.04] | The shooting stars are lord short rage |
[02:12.62] | And with morning lost |
[02:14.20] | There is no such thing as a wise man, a wise man |
[02:28.29] | With little truth they take to drink |
[02:31.45] | And wiser yeah you are right now |
[02:41.79] | No secret is told, no one is told |
[02:48.96] | So it' s going on |
[02:57.12] | Here is what we learn and what we know |
[03:04.45] | Take your pick now |
[03:12.37] | And bent some hope |
[03:16.12] | No Picking up your cell phone as someone' s call |
[03:27.87] | No happy love |
[03:31.45] | We arrange the scheme and repaint repaint repaint |
[04:14.58] | No happy love |
[04:18.04] | We arrange the scheme and repaint repaint repaint |
[00:16.91] | 墙上文字缓慢流出 |
[00:20.25] | 在半空中褪去棱角 |
[00:22.29] | 与那归人撞个满怀 |
[00:28.00] | 撞个满怀 |
[00:31.79] | 那些一起的熟睡 |
[00:33.62] | 那些清晨的蜜语 |
[00:35.58] | 你也曾在这里啊 |
[00:37.54] | 现在却徒留气息 |
[00:47.58] | 千百文字拥我似锁 |
[00:51.33] | 行间笔触刺眼如针 |
[00:55.20] | 哪怕飞驰另一个伊甸 |
[00:59.00] | 晨起泪痕恐不复优雅 |
[01:02.87] | 往后余生 |
[01:06.41] | 无你,又谈何光亮 |
[01:18.62] | 当垆年少,缝衣补衫 |
[01:21.79] | 望你释怀,盼你归来 |
[01:31.95] | 拨开迷雾,或许当初还有另一条路吧 |
[01:57.58] | 言语可抵心 |
[02:00.91] | 只是我们不再谈心,而是决意冷落; |
[02:04.87] | 白日梦不过愚人城堡 |
[02:09.04] | 流星不过上帝怒颜 |
[02:12.62] | 而晨光一逝 |
[02:14.20] | 再无赢家 |
[02:28.29] | 毫无头绪,他们转而自顾狂饮 |
[02:31.45] | 智者啊,你现在对了 |
[02:41.79] | 无雁传心,无燕传语 |
[02:48.96] | 故逝者如斯 |
[02:57.12] | 这就是我们所知 |
[03:04.45] | 做出你的抉择吧 |
[03:12.37] | 就酱一意孤行吧 |
[03:16.12] | 再也不会接起某人电话了 |
[03:27.87] | 并无所谓完美爱情 |
[03:31.45] | 无非在蓝图上不断涂抹,涂抹,涂抹 |
[04:14.58] | 并无所谓完美爱情 |
[04:18.04] | 无非在蓝图上不断涂抹,涂抹,涂抹······ |