歌曲 | Elephant Clouds |
歌手 | The Cave Singers |
专辑 | Invitation Songs |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Fudesco, Lund, Quirk | |
Oh come down from the watertower remembering why | |
A highway town in the sea of attrition, owning my eye | |
A sea I see at the end of the road, in the wilder tides | |
Lay me down in the echoes of seasons, with your hands over my eyes. | |
Dawn is brave to allow all the sparrows a place for the night. | |
In the dawn of the day, when the birds want to follow the yellowing sky. | |
Lay me down in the echoing seasons, with your hands over my eyes | |
No you landed on my tongue. | |
Cause around here folks do what they want | |
And where is the life you placed down on my heart? | |
Days go by, crosses all I’ve lost | |
And where is the bridge that crosses all my haunts? | |
Cause round here folks do what they want. |
zuo qu : Fudesco, Lund, Quirk | |
Oh come down from the watertower remembering why | |
A highway town in the sea of attrition, owning my eye | |
A sea I see at the end of the road, in the wilder tides | |
Lay me down in the echoes of seasons, with your hands over my eyes. | |
Dawn is brave to allow all the sparrows a place for the night. | |
In the dawn of the day, when the birds want to follow the yellowing sky. | |
Lay me down in the echoing seasons, with your hands over my eyes | |
No you landed on my tongue. | |
Cause around here folks do what they want | |
And where is the life you placed down on my heart? | |
Days go by, crosses all I' ve lost | |
And where is the bridge that crosses all my haunts? | |
Cause round here folks do what they want. |
zuò qǔ : Fudesco, Lund, Quirk | |
Oh come down from the watertower remembering why | |
A highway town in the sea of attrition, owning my eye | |
A sea I see at the end of the road, in the wilder tides | |
Lay me down in the echoes of seasons, with your hands over my eyes. | |
Dawn is brave to allow all the sparrows a place for the night. | |
In the dawn of the day, when the birds want to follow the yellowing sky. | |
Lay me down in the echoing seasons, with your hands over my eyes | |
No you landed on my tongue. | |
Cause around here folks do what they want | |
And where is the life you placed down on my heart? | |
Days go by, crosses all I' ve lost | |
And where is the bridge that crosses all my haunts? | |
Cause round here folks do what they want. |