歌曲 | Golden Age |
歌手 | TV on the Radio |
专辑 | Golden Age |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
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Heart beat soundin'. | |
Ricocheting in their cage. | |
Thought I'd lose my balance. | |
With the grounds bounce and sway. | |
And all this violence. | |
And all this goes away. | |
And the vibes that rise like. | |
Fireflies illuminate our play. | |
Some light being. | |
Pulled you up from night’s party. | |
Said clap your hands. | |
If you think your soul is free. | |
And the silence was astounding. | |
'cept some "Oh Lord!! Mercy Me's". | |
And oh you can't stop what's comin' up. | |
You’re never gonna stop gonna live it up. | |
And oh it's gonna drop gonna fill your cup. | |
And oh it's gonna drop gonna fill your cup!. | |
The age of miracles. | |
The age of sound. | |
Well there's a Golden Age. | |
Comin' round, comin'round, comin' round! | |
Give it up. | |
'stead of grabbin’ for decay. | |
What we viewed as gold. | |
I believe pollutes this space. | |
And its grace ascending. | |
Like a snake up your tree. | |
Up your happy ending understanding. | |
All your s'pposed to be. | |
Let it move right in. | |
Let it kiss your face. | |
Let it sow your skin. | |
In perpetual embrace. | |
Like I said "Love's Light is Laughter". | |
Like the sun spittin' happiness into the hereafter. | |
Oh here it comes like a natural disaster. | |
Ah blowin’ up like a ghetto blaster. | |
Ah here it comes, bring it faster! | |
Ah here it comes, bring it faster! | |
The age of miracles. | |
The age of sound. | |
Well there's a Golden Age. | |
Comin' round, comin' round, comin' round!! | |
Love, don't you falter. | |
Burnin’ hearts. | |
Dragged behind. | |
The horses dancing on the altar. | |
Hooves breakin' Gods. | |
To diamond dust and stars. | |
And there you are... | |
Now we're all allowed to breathe. | |
Walls dissolve. | |
With the hunger and the greed. | |
Move your body. | |
You've got all you need. | |
And your arms in the air stir a sea of stars. | |
And oh here it comes and it's not so far. | |
All light beings. | |
Come on now make haste.. | |
Clap your hands. | |
If you think you're in the right place | |
Thunder all surroundin'. | |
Aw feel it quake with the joy resounding. | |
Palm to the palm you can feel it poundin'. | |
Never give it up you can feel it mountin'. | |
Oh its gonna drop gonna fill your cup and. | |
Oh its gonna drop gonna fill your cup!!! | |
The age of miracles. | |
The age of sound. | |
Well there's a Golden Age. | |
Comin' round, comin' round, comin' round!!!! | |
The age of miracles. | |
The age of sound. | |
Well there's a Golden Age. | |
Comin' round, comin' round, comin' round!!!! |
Heart beat soundin'. | |
Ricocheting in their cage. | |
Thought I' d lose my balance. | |
With the grounds bounce and sway. | |
And all this violence. | |
And all this goes away. | |
And the vibes that rise like. | |
Fireflies illuminate our play. | |
Some light being. | |
Pulled you up from night' s party. | |
Said clap your hands. | |
If you think your soul is free. | |
And the silence was astounding. | |
' cept some " Oh Lord!! Mercy Me' s". | |
And oh you can' t stop what' s comin' up. | |
You' re never gonna stop gonna live it up. | |
And oh it' s gonna drop gonna fill your cup. | |
And oh it' s gonna drop gonna fill your cup!. | |
The age of miracles. | |
The age of sound. | |
Well there' s a Golden Age. | |
Comin' round, comin' round, comin' round! | |
Give it up. | |
' stead of grabbin' for decay. | |
What we viewed as gold. | |
I believe pollutes this space. | |
And its grace ascending. | |
Like a snake up your tree. | |
Up your happy ending understanding. | |
All your s' pposed to be. | |
Let it move right in. | |
Let it kiss your face. | |
Let it sow your skin. | |
In perpetual embrace. | |
Like I said " Love' s Light is Laughter". | |
Like the sun spittin' happiness into the hereafter. | |
Oh here it comes like a natural disaster. | |
Ah blowin' up like a ghetto blaster. | |
Ah here it comes, bring it faster! | |
Ah here it comes, bring it faster! | |
The age of miracles. | |
The age of sound. | |
Well there' s a Golden Age. | |
Comin' round, comin' round, comin' round!! | |
Love, don' t you falter. | |
Burnin' hearts. | |
Dragged behind. | |
The horses dancing on the altar. | |
Hooves breakin' Gods. | |
To diamond dust and stars. | |
And there you are... | |
Now we' re all allowed to breathe. | |
Walls dissolve. | |
With the hunger and the greed. | |
Move your body. | |
You' ve got all you need. | |
And your arms in the air stir a sea of stars. | |
And oh here it comes and it' s not so far. | |
All light beings. | |
Come on now make haste.. | |
Clap your hands. | |
If you think you' re in the right place | |
Thunder all surroundin'. | |
Aw feel it quake with the joy resounding. | |
Palm to the palm you can feel it poundin'. | |
Never give it up you can feel it mountin'. | |
Oh its gonna drop gonna fill your cup and. | |
Oh its gonna drop gonna fill your cup!!! | |
The age of miracles. | |
The age of sound. | |
Well there' s a Golden Age. | |
Comin' round, comin' round, comin' round!!!! | |
The age of miracles. | |
The age of sound. | |
Well there' s a Golden Age. | |
Comin' round, comin' round, comin' round!!!! |
Heart beat soundin'. | |
Ricocheting in their cage. | |
Thought I' d lose my balance. | |
With the grounds bounce and sway. | |
And all this violence. | |
And all this goes away. | |
And the vibes that rise like. | |
Fireflies illuminate our play. | |
Some light being. | |
Pulled you up from night' s party. | |
Said clap your hands. | |
If you think your soul is free. | |
And the silence was astounding. | |
' cept some " Oh Lord!! Mercy Me' s". | |
And oh you can' t stop what' s comin' up. | |
You' re never gonna stop gonna live it up. | |
And oh it' s gonna drop gonna fill your cup. | |
And oh it' s gonna drop gonna fill your cup!. | |
The age of miracles. | |
The age of sound. | |
Well there' s a Golden Age. | |
Comin' round, comin' round, comin' round! | |
Give it up. | |
' stead of grabbin' for decay. | |
What we viewed as gold. | |
I believe pollutes this space. | |
And its grace ascending. | |
Like a snake up your tree. | |
Up your happy ending understanding. | |
All your s' pposed to be. | |
Let it move right in. | |
Let it kiss your face. | |
Let it sow your skin. | |
In perpetual embrace. | |
Like I said " Love' s Light is Laughter". | |
Like the sun spittin' happiness into the hereafter. | |
Oh here it comes like a natural disaster. | |
Ah blowin' up like a ghetto blaster. | |
Ah here it comes, bring it faster! | |
Ah here it comes, bring it faster! | |
The age of miracles. | |
The age of sound. | |
Well there' s a Golden Age. | |
Comin' round, comin' round, comin' round!! | |
Love, don' t you falter. | |
Burnin' hearts. | |
Dragged behind. | |
The horses dancing on the altar. | |
Hooves breakin' Gods. | |
To diamond dust and stars. | |
And there you are... | |
Now we' re all allowed to breathe. | |
Walls dissolve. | |
With the hunger and the greed. | |
Move your body. | |
You' ve got all you need. | |
And your arms in the air stir a sea of stars. | |
And oh here it comes and it' s not so far. | |
All light beings. | |
Come on now make haste.. | |
Clap your hands. | |
If you think you' re in the right place | |
Thunder all surroundin'. | |
Aw feel it quake with the joy resounding. | |
Palm to the palm you can feel it poundin'. | |
Never give it up you can feel it mountin'. | |
Oh its gonna drop gonna fill your cup and. | |
Oh its gonna drop gonna fill your cup!!! | |
The age of miracles. | |
The age of sound. | |
Well there' s a Golden Age. | |
Comin' round, comin' round, comin' round!!!! | |
The age of miracles. | |
The age of sound. | |
Well there' s a Golden Age. | |
Comin' round, comin' round, comin' round!!!! |