歌曲 | Analog Park |
歌手 | The Gathering |
专辑 | If_then_else |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Gathering, VanGiersbergen | |
In the garden, in the park, on a bench, | |
I sit. A newspaper floats on the breeze of this late summer. | |
It is coming my way, | |
I patiently wait. | |
I see the sign, it's on the road and | |
I think it's crazy | |
In the garden, of the park, on a bench, | |
I watch. The sandy feet of the children. | |
Pearls of sweat run across their beautiful faces. | |
You see the sign, it's on the road but | |
I think you're crazy | |
You are, you are the sign of my unrelief | |
As I easily get inner contact with myself, | |
I notice distress grabbing for my throat. | |
It is time to reach out. | |
To find something that isn't there, | |
You see the signs, they're on the road but | |
I think it's crazy | |
You are, you are the sign of my unrelief |
zuo ci : Gathering, VanGiersbergen | |
In the garden, in the park, on a bench, | |
I sit. A newspaper floats on the breeze of this late summer. | |
It is coming my way, | |
I patiently wait. | |
I see the sign, it' s on the road and | |
I think it' s crazy | |
In the garden, of the park, on a bench, | |
I watch. The sandy feet of the children. | |
Pearls of sweat run across their beautiful faces. | |
You see the sign, it' s on the road but | |
I think you' re crazy | |
You are, you are the sign of my unrelief | |
As I easily get inner contact with myself, | |
I notice distress grabbing for my throat. | |
It is time to reach out. | |
To find something that isn' t there, | |
You see the signs, they' re on the road but | |
I think it' s crazy | |
You are, you are the sign of my unrelief |
zuò cí : Gathering, VanGiersbergen | |
In the garden, in the park, on a bench, | |
I sit. A newspaper floats on the breeze of this late summer. | |
It is coming my way, | |
I patiently wait. | |
I see the sign, it' s on the road and | |
I think it' s crazy | |
In the garden, of the park, on a bench, | |
I watch. The sandy feet of the children. | |
Pearls of sweat run across their beautiful faces. | |
You see the sign, it' s on the road but | |
I think you' re crazy | |
You are, you are the sign of my unrelief | |
As I easily get inner contact with myself, | |
I notice distress grabbing for my throat. | |
It is time to reach out. | |
To find something that isn' t there, | |
You see the signs, they' re on the road but | |
I think it' s crazy | |
You are, you are the sign of my unrelief |