歌曲 | Erosion |
歌手 | IQ |
专辑 | The Seventh House |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Erosion Where do | |
I start? This thing’s tearing us apart | |
Nothing is clear, where do we go from here? | |
No wonder in sight, not even the blackest night | |
So where do | |
I start? It only remains to empty this heart | |
Everything that | |
I came to trust slipped away | |
I resisted the call to arms, feet of clay | |
Now when I sleep, | |
I reach for the book | |
I keep In my hour of need | |
I turn to the pages no one will read | |
Everything that | |
I came to trust slipped away | |
I live through this a thousand times every day | |
All the time that | |
I’m held in suspension | |
And unable to make myself heard | |
I can’t hold back the tide of erosion | |
And the vision that haunts me is blurred | |
Been as cold as | |
I can since who knows when | |
Would that | |
I could feel now as | |
I did then | |
Get in out of the light, avoid the glare | |
Lost and out on a limb, miles from anywhere | |
All the time that | |
I’m held in suspension | |
And unable to make myself heard | |
I can’t hold back the tide of erosion | |
And the vision that haunts me is blurred | |
Everything that | |
I came to trust slipped away | |
I resisted the call to arms, feet of clay | |
Everything that | |
I came to trust slipped away | |
I live through this a thousand times every day |
Erosion Where do | |
I start? This thing' s tearing us apart | |
Nothing is clear, where do we go from here? | |
No wonder in sight, not even the blackest night | |
So where do | |
I start? It only remains to empty this heart | |
Everything that | |
I came to trust slipped away | |
I resisted the call to arms, feet of clay | |
Now when I sleep, | |
I reach for the book | |
I keep In my hour of need | |
I turn to the pages no one will read | |
Everything that | |
I came to trust slipped away | |
I live through this a thousand times every day | |
All the time that | |
I' m held in suspension | |
And unable to make myself heard | |
I can' t hold back the tide of erosion | |
And the vision that haunts me is blurred | |
Been as cold as | |
I can since who knows when | |
Would that | |
I could feel now as | |
I did then | |
Get in out of the light, avoid the glare | |
Lost and out on a limb, miles from anywhere | |
All the time that | |
I' m held in suspension | |
And unable to make myself heard | |
I can' t hold back the tide of erosion | |
And the vision that haunts me is blurred | |
Everything that | |
I came to trust slipped away | |
I resisted the call to arms, feet of clay | |
Everything that | |
I came to trust slipped away | |
I live through this a thousand times every day |
Erosion Where do | |
I start? This thing' s tearing us apart | |
Nothing is clear, where do we go from here? | |
No wonder in sight, not even the blackest night | |
So where do | |
I start? It only remains to empty this heart | |
Everything that | |
I came to trust slipped away | |
I resisted the call to arms, feet of clay | |
Now when I sleep, | |
I reach for the book | |
I keep In my hour of need | |
I turn to the pages no one will read | |
Everything that | |
I came to trust slipped away | |
I live through this a thousand times every day | |
All the time that | |
I' m held in suspension | |
And unable to make myself heard | |
I can' t hold back the tide of erosion | |
And the vision that haunts me is blurred | |
Been as cold as | |
I can since who knows when | |
Would that | |
I could feel now as | |
I did then | |
Get in out of the light, avoid the glare | |
Lost and out on a limb, miles from anywhere | |
All the time that | |
I' m held in suspension | |
And unable to make myself heard | |
I can' t hold back the tide of erosion | |
And the vision that haunts me is blurred | |
Everything that | |
I came to trust slipped away | |
I resisted the call to arms, feet of clay | |
Everything that | |
I came to trust slipped away | |
I live through this a thousand times every day |