The Crash Of Angel Wings 歌词

	作词 : Scott
	Here she comes
	Like rumbling drums
	Swinging her skirts
	And talking in spurts
	Sailing high
	In her ship of the sky
	Being found
	Broken on the ground
	But when she sings
	I hear the crash of angel wings
	When she sings I hear the crash of wings
	On Sundays she walks
	On cut glass and rocks
	On Monday she falls
	From the sheerest of walls
	On Tuesday she screams
	Black words in her dreams
	On Friday she lies
	And a part of her dies
	But when she sings
	I hear the crash of angel wings
	When she sings I hear the crash of wings
	Here she comes
	Like rumbling drums
	She's swinging her skirts
	She's talking in spurts
	Now she's reading my books
	Now she's giving me looks
	As she slips and sways
	Through murmering days
	And when she sings
	I hear the crash of angel wings
	When she sings
	I hear the crash of angel wings
	When she sings I hear the crash of wings
	Here she comes
	Like rumbling drums
	Here she comes
	Like rumbling drums
	Like rumbling drums
	Like rumbling drums

	zuo ci : Scott
	Here she comes
	Like rumbling drums
	Swinging her skirts
	And talking in spurts
	Sailing high
	In her ship of the sky
	Being found
	Broken on the ground
	But when she sings
	I hear the crash of angel wings
	When she sings I hear the crash of wings
	On Sundays she walks
	On cut glass and rocks
	On Monday she falls
	From the sheerest of walls
	On Tuesday she screams
	Black words in her dreams
	On Friday she lies
	And a part of her dies
	But when she sings
	I hear the crash of angel wings
	When she sings I hear the crash of wings
	Here she comes
	Like rumbling drums
	She' s swinging her skirts
	She' s talking in spurts
	Now she' s reading my books
	Now she' s giving me looks
	As she slips and sways
	Through murmering days
	And when she sings
	I hear the crash of angel wings
	When she sings
	I hear the crash of angel wings
	When she sings I hear the crash of wings
	Here she comes
	Like rumbling drums
	Here she comes
	Like rumbling drums
	Like rumbling drums
	Like rumbling drums

	zuò cí : Scott
	Here she comes
	Like rumbling drums
	Swinging her skirts
	And talking in spurts
	Sailing high
	In her ship of the sky
	Being found
	Broken on the ground
	But when she sings
	I hear the crash of angel wings
	When she sings I hear the crash of wings
	On Sundays she walks
	On cut glass and rocks
	On Monday she falls
	From the sheerest of walls
	On Tuesday she screams
	Black words in her dreams
	On Friday she lies
	And a part of her dies
	But when she sings
	I hear the crash of angel wings
	When she sings I hear the crash of wings
	Here she comes
	Like rumbling drums
	She' s swinging her skirts
	She' s talking in spurts
	Now she' s reading my books
	Now she' s giving me looks
	As she slips and sways
	Through murmering days
	And when she sings
	I hear the crash of angel wings
	When she sings
	I hear the crash of angel wings
	When she sings I hear the crash of wings
	Here she comes
	Like rumbling drums
	Here she comes
	Like rumbling drums
	Like rumbling drums
	Like rumbling drums

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