Rawhide

Rawhide 歌词

歌曲	Rawhide
歌手	Scott Walker
专辑	Five Easy Pieces
下载	Image LRC TXT

	This is how you disappear
	out between midnight,
	called up under valleys
	of torches and stars.
	Foot, knee, shaggy belly, face
	famous hindlegs,
	as one of their own
	you graze with them.
	Cro-magnon herders
	will stand in the wind,
	sweeping tails shining,
	and scaled to begin,
	SHUTTING DOWN HERE
	SHUTTING DOWN HERE –
	– to where necks
	leave the air
	unpossesed
	and giant heads lock
	constellations.
	A last grain of dust
	lands in the darkness
	on tongues laid bare,
	and turning to chalk.
	Shutting down here.
	Freezing in red,
	bent over his ice skin,
	The insomniac gnaws
	in the On-Offs;
	he is glazed
	in the hooves
	all round.
	It is losing its shape.
	Losing its shape,
	as the heat
	in your hands
	carve the muscle
	away.
	And he grins
	from a break
	in a backflash.
	Delivers it up
	on a break
	in a backflash.
	Motionless brands
	burn into a hipframe
	As a saviour
	loads sightlines
	backlit by fires,
	on the ridges
	of the highest
	breeder

	This is how you disappear
	out between midnight,
	called up under valleys
	of torches and stars.
	Foot, knee, shaggy belly, face
	famous hindlegs,
	as one of their own
	you graze with them.
	Cromagnon herders
	will stand in the wind,
	sweeping tails shining,
	and scaled to begin,
	SHUTTING DOWN HERE
	SHUTTING DOWN HERE
	to where necks
	leave the air
	unpossesed
	and giant heads lock
	constellations.
	A last grain of dust
	lands in the darkness
	on tongues laid bare,
	and turning to chalk.
	Shutting down here.
	Freezing in red,
	bent over his ice skin,
	The insomniac gnaws
	in the OnOffs
	he is glazed
	in the hooves
	all round.
	It is losing its shape.
	Losing its shape,
	as the heat
	in your hands
	carve the muscle
	away.
	And he grins
	from a break
	in a backflash.
	Delivers it up
	on a break
	in a backflash.
	Motionless brands
	burn into a hipframe
	As a saviour
	loads sightlines
	backlit by fires,
	on the ridges
	of the highest
	breeder

	This is how you disappear
	out between midnight,
	called up under valleys
	of torches and stars.
	Foot, knee, shaggy belly, face
	famous hindlegs,
	as one of their own
	you graze with them.
	Cromagnon herders
	will stand in the wind,
	sweeping tails shining,
	and scaled to begin,
	SHUTTING DOWN HERE
	SHUTTING DOWN HERE
	to where necks
	leave the air
	unpossesed
	and giant heads lock
	constellations.
	A last grain of dust
	lands in the darkness
	on tongues laid bare,
	and turning to chalk.
	Shutting down here.
	Freezing in red,
	bent over his ice skin,
	The insomniac gnaws
	in the OnOffs
	he is glazed
	in the hooves
	all round.
	It is losing its shape.
	Losing its shape,
	as the heat
	in your hands
	carve the muscle
	away.
	And he grins
	from a break
	in a backflash.
	Delivers it up
	on a break
	in a backflash.
	Motionless brands
	burn into a hipframe
	As a saviour
	loads sightlines
	backlit by fires,
	on the ridges
	of the highest
	breeder

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