歌曲 | Losing Your Way |
歌手 | Big Big Train |
专辑 | Goodbye to the Age of Steam |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
For Mark it came out of the light | |
and everything went down in freefall. | |
What I remember most of all | |
is when she said that people die | |
don’t they. Cry don’t they. | |
There comes a time when you’re alone with yourself | |
and the cold light and fear, whatever they might say. | |
And the girl with the flowers in her hair | |
said you should have made time for sharing. | |
And there she lies your hoped for future | |
boy you better pray she don’t leave you. | |
Figure we have lost our way | |
before this dark and broken trail was made | |
before the surface cooled to stone | |
before the harsh light and the white walls | |
the first struggle for breath. | |
And winterbourne no longer flow from the hills | |
the trees are all down, the losers have found | |
that the girl with the flowers in her hair | |
says there’s nothing else left for giving. | |
And there she lies your hoped for future | |
boy you better pray she don’t leave you. | |
I understand there will soon be | |
man’s first steps on red earth | |
and I hear they’re defining | |
the very nature of our being. | |
Is there nothing we can’t do? | |
It’s come to pass at long last | |
there is such strength in numbers | |
and the circle’s turned full circle | |
and God is now made in our image. | |
How far have we come down | |
from Dragon Bone Hill | |
when the best case we can make is we | |
threw it all away? |
For Mark it came out of the light | |
and everything went down in freefall. | |
What I remember most of all | |
is when she said that people die | |
don' t they. Cry don' t they. | |
There comes a time when you' re alone with yourself | |
and the cold light and fear, whatever they might say. | |
And the girl with the flowers in her hair | |
said you should have made time for sharing. | |
And there she lies your hoped for future | |
boy you better pray she don' t leave you. | |
Figure we have lost our way | |
before this dark and broken trail was made | |
before the surface cooled to stone | |
before the harsh light and the white walls | |
the first struggle for breath. | |
And winterbourne no longer flow from the hills | |
the trees are all down, the losers have found | |
that the girl with the flowers in her hair | |
says there' s nothing else left for giving. | |
And there she lies your hoped for future | |
boy you better pray she don' t leave you. | |
I understand there will soon be | |
man' s first steps on red earth | |
and I hear they' re defining | |
the very nature of our being. | |
Is there nothing we can' t do? | |
It' s come to pass at long last | |
there is such strength in numbers | |
and the circle' s turned full circle | |
and God is now made in our image. | |
How far have we come down | |
from Dragon Bone Hill | |
when the best case we can make is we | |
threw it all away? |
For Mark it came out of the light | |
and everything went down in freefall. | |
What I remember most of all | |
is when she said that people die | |
don' t they. Cry don' t they. | |
There comes a time when you' re alone with yourself | |
and the cold light and fear, whatever they might say. | |
And the girl with the flowers in her hair | |
said you should have made time for sharing. | |
And there she lies your hoped for future | |
boy you better pray she don' t leave you. | |
Figure we have lost our way | |
before this dark and broken trail was made | |
before the surface cooled to stone | |
before the harsh light and the white walls | |
the first struggle for breath. | |
And winterbourne no longer flow from the hills | |
the trees are all down, the losers have found | |
that the girl with the flowers in her hair | |
says there' s nothing else left for giving. | |
And there she lies your hoped for future | |
boy you better pray she don' t leave you. | |
I understand there will soon be | |
man' s first steps on red earth | |
and I hear they' re defining | |
the very nature of our being. | |
Is there nothing we can' t do? | |
It' s come to pass at long last | |
there is such strength in numbers | |
and the circle' s turned full circle | |
and God is now made in our image. | |
How far have we come down | |
from Dragon Bone Hill | |
when the best case we can make is we | |
threw it all away? |