Lost In Crowds 歌词

	作词 : Anderson
	I get lost in crowds: if I can, I remain invisible
	to the hungry mouths. I stay unapproachable.
	I wear the landscape of the urban chameleon.
	Scarred by attention. And quietly addicted to innocence.
	At starry parties where, amongst the rich and the famous
	I'm stuck for words: or worse, I blether with the best of them.
	I see their eyes glaze and they look for the drinks tray.
	Something in the drift of my conversation bothers them.
	So, who am I? Come on: ask me, I dare you.
	So, who am I? Come on: question me, if you care to.
	And why not try to interrogate this apparition?
	I melt away to get lost in this quaint condition.
	In scary airports, in concourses over-filled,
	I am detached in serious observation.
	As a passenger, I become un-tethered when
	I get lost in clouds: at home with my own quiet company.
	Herald Tribune or USA Today. Sauvignon Blanc or oaky Chardonnay.
	Asleep for the movie. Awake for the dawn
	dancing on England and hedgerows
	embossed on a carpet of green. I descend and
	forgive me I mean to get lost in crowds.

	zuo ci : Anderson
	I get lost in crowds: if I can, I remain invisible
	to the hungry mouths. I stay unapproachable.
	I wear the landscape of the urban chameleon.
	Scarred by attention. And quietly addicted to innocence.
	At starry parties where, amongst the rich and the famous
	I' m stuck for words: or worse, I blether with the best of them.
	I see their eyes glaze and they look for the drinks tray.
	Something in the drift of my conversation bothers them.
	So, who am I? Come on: ask me, I dare you.
	So, who am I? Come on: question me, if you care to.
	And why not try to interrogate this apparition?
	I melt away to get lost in this quaint condition.
	In scary airports, in concourses overfilled,
	I am detached in serious observation.
	As a passenger, I become untethered when
	I get lost in clouds: at home with my own quiet company.
	Herald Tribune or USA Today. Sauvignon Blanc or oaky Chardonnay.
	Asleep for the movie. Awake for the dawn
	dancing on England and hedgerows
	embossed on a carpet of green. I descend and
	forgive me I mean to get lost in crowds.

	zuò cí : Anderson
	I get lost in crowds: if I can, I remain invisible
	to the hungry mouths. I stay unapproachable.
	I wear the landscape of the urban chameleon.
	Scarred by attention. And quietly addicted to innocence.
	At starry parties where, amongst the rich and the famous
	I' m stuck for words: or worse, I blether with the best of them.
	I see their eyes glaze and they look for the drinks tray.
	Something in the drift of my conversation bothers them.
	So, who am I? Come on: ask me, I dare you.
	So, who am I? Come on: question me, if you care to.
	And why not try to interrogate this apparition?
	I melt away to get lost in this quaint condition.
	In scary airports, in concourses overfilled,
	I am detached in serious observation.
	As a passenger, I become untethered when
	I get lost in clouds: at home with my own quiet company.
	Herald Tribune or USA Today. Sauvignon Blanc or oaky Chardonnay.
	Asleep for the movie. Awake for the dawn
	dancing on England and hedgerows
	embossed on a carpet of green. I descend and
	forgive me I mean to get lost in crowds.

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