歌曲 | Speaking Confidentially |
歌手 | Cowboy Junkies |
专辑 | Lay It Down |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Timmins | |
Speaking confidentially | |
The fire that burnt inside of me | |
Has turned to ash the tortured tree | |
That grows beside the anguished sea | |
Speaking confidentially | |
Speaking metaphorically | |
The earth | |
I trust beneath my feet | |
Is moving now ever so slightly | |
I shift my feet but feel no relief | |
Speaking metaphorically | |
Speaking hypothetically | |
If the air you breathe was so unique | |
Would you use it up to idly speak | |
Or horde it for a rainy week | |
Speaking hypothetically | |
Speaking kind of cryptically | |
The sea that raged beside the tree | |
Burning bright for all to see | |
It just might mean the most to me | |
Speaking kind of cryptically | |
Speaking confidentially | |
The fire that burnt inside of me | |
Has turned to ash the tortured tree | |
That grows beside the anguished | |
Speaking confidentially |
zuo qu : Timmins | |
Speaking confidentially | |
The fire that burnt inside of me | |
Has turned to ash the tortured tree | |
That grows beside the anguished sea | |
Speaking confidentially | |
Speaking metaphorically | |
The earth | |
I trust beneath my feet | |
Is moving now ever so slightly | |
I shift my feet but feel no relief | |
Speaking metaphorically | |
Speaking hypothetically | |
If the air you breathe was so unique | |
Would you use it up to idly speak | |
Or horde it for a rainy week | |
Speaking hypothetically | |
Speaking kind of cryptically | |
The sea that raged beside the tree | |
Burning bright for all to see | |
It just might mean the most to me | |
Speaking kind of cryptically | |
Speaking confidentially | |
The fire that burnt inside of me | |
Has turned to ash the tortured tree | |
That grows beside the anguished | |
Speaking confidentially |
zuò qǔ : Timmins | |
Speaking confidentially | |
The fire that burnt inside of me | |
Has turned to ash the tortured tree | |
That grows beside the anguished sea | |
Speaking confidentially | |
Speaking metaphorically | |
The earth | |
I trust beneath my feet | |
Is moving now ever so slightly | |
I shift my feet but feel no relief | |
Speaking metaphorically | |
Speaking hypothetically | |
If the air you breathe was so unique | |
Would you use it up to idly speak | |
Or horde it for a rainy week | |
Speaking hypothetically | |
Speaking kind of cryptically | |
The sea that raged beside the tree | |
Burning bright for all to see | |
It just might mean the most to me | |
Speaking kind of cryptically | |
Speaking confidentially | |
The fire that burnt inside of me | |
Has turned to ash the tortured tree | |
That grows beside the anguished | |
Speaking confidentially |