歌曲 | The House Our Father Knew |
歌手 | Jump, Little Children |
专辑 | Vertigo |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Bivins, Clifford | |
Fate will find a way, for you | |
On golden wings and leaden shoes | |
All the way to the house our father knew | |
And this angry storm of slamming doors | |
And broken glass on hardwood floors | |
Waits for you in the house our father knew | |
Don't you hear that defeaning roar | |
Again and again in a broken refrain | |
We're homeward bound, pulled by the sound | |
Of history repeating | |
Green monkey grass and granite stones | |
A bitter heart and frozen bones | |
Pave the way to the house our father knew | |
Every second chance, set me free | |
Has come and gone and left a key | |
Left for you to the house our father knew | |
Don't you hear that defeaning roar | |
Again and again in a broken refrain | |
We're homeward bound, pulled by the sound | |
Of history repeating | |
All these rooms | |
Stairways going over | |
Let it beThe house our father knew | |
Don't you hear that defeaning roar | |
Again and again in a broken refrain | |
We're homeward bound, pulled by the sound | |
Of history repeating | |
Don't you hear that defeaning roar | |
Again and again in a broken refrain | |
We're homeward bound, pulled by the sound | |
Of history repeating | |
History repeating | |
History repeating |
zuo qu : Bivins, Clifford | |
Fate will find a way, for you | |
On golden wings and leaden shoes | |
All the way to the house our father knew | |
And this angry storm of slamming doors | |
And broken glass on hardwood floors | |
Waits for you in the house our father knew | |
Don' t you hear that defeaning roar | |
Again and again in a broken refrain | |
We' re homeward bound, pulled by the sound | |
Of history repeating | |
Green monkey grass and granite stones | |
A bitter heart and frozen bones | |
Pave the way to the house our father knew | |
Every second chance, set me free | |
Has come and gone and left a key | |
Left for you to the house our father knew | |
Don' t you hear that defeaning roar | |
Again and again in a broken refrain | |
We' re homeward bound, pulled by the sound | |
Of history repeating | |
All these rooms | |
Stairways going over | |
Let it beThe house our father knew | |
Don' t you hear that defeaning roar | |
Again and again in a broken refrain | |
We' re homeward bound, pulled by the sound | |
Of history repeating | |
Don' t you hear that defeaning roar | |
Again and again in a broken refrain | |
We' re homeward bound, pulled by the sound | |
Of history repeating | |
History repeating | |
History repeating |
zuò qǔ : Bivins, Clifford | |
Fate will find a way, for you | |
On golden wings and leaden shoes | |
All the way to the house our father knew | |
And this angry storm of slamming doors | |
And broken glass on hardwood floors | |
Waits for you in the house our father knew | |
Don' t you hear that defeaning roar | |
Again and again in a broken refrain | |
We' re homeward bound, pulled by the sound | |
Of history repeating | |
Green monkey grass and granite stones | |
A bitter heart and frozen bones | |
Pave the way to the house our father knew | |
Every second chance, set me free | |
Has come and gone and left a key | |
Left for you to the house our father knew | |
Don' t you hear that defeaning roar | |
Again and again in a broken refrain | |
We' re homeward bound, pulled by the sound | |
Of history repeating | |
All these rooms | |
Stairways going over | |
Let it beThe house our father knew | |
Don' t you hear that defeaning roar | |
Again and again in a broken refrain | |
We' re homeward bound, pulled by the sound | |
Of history repeating | |
Don' t you hear that defeaning roar | |
Again and again in a broken refrain | |
We' re homeward bound, pulled by the sound | |
Of history repeating | |
History repeating | |
History repeating |