[00:00.000] | 作曲 : Andrew Partridge |
[00:16.000] | Some folks see the world as a stone |
[00:24.072] | Concrete daubed in dull monotone |
[00:33.606] | Your heart is the big box of paints |
[00:39.850] | And others, the canvas we're dealt |
[00:46.224] | Your heart is the big box of paints |
[00:52.284] | How coloured the flowers all smelled |
[00:56.986] | As they huddled there in petaled prayer |
[01:03.125] | They told me this as I knelt there |
[01:20.653] | Awaken, you dreamers |
[01:26.766] | Adrift in your beds |
[01:33.348] | Balloons and streamers |
[01:36.718] | Decorate the inside of your heads |
[01:43.980] | Please let some out |
[01:47.350] | Do it today |
[01:50.589] | But don't let the loveless ones sell you |
[01:55.396] | A world wrapped in grey |
[01:59.706] | |
[02:05.714] | Some folks pull this life like a weight |
[02:13.316] | Drab and dragging dreams made of slate |
[02:22.615] | Your heart is the big box of paints |
[02:29.094] | And others, the canvas we're dealt |
[02:35.415] | Your heart is the big box of paints |
[02:41.450] | Just think how the old masters felt |
[02:45.525] | They'd call, awaken, you dreamers |
[02:54.276] | Asleep at your desks |
[03:00.519] | Parrots and lemurs |
[03:04.098] | Populate your unconscious grotesques |
[03:11.308] | Please let some out |
[03:14.756] | Do it today |
[03:17.969] | But don't let the loveless ones sell you |
[03:23.011] | A world wrapped in grey |
[03:32.180] | And in the very least you can stand up naked and grin |
[00:00.000] | zuo qu : Andrew Partridge |
[00:16.000] | Some folks see the world as a stone |
[00:24.072] | Concrete daubed in dull monotone |
[00:33.606] | Your heart is the big box of paints |
[00:39.850] | And others, the canvas we' re dealt |
[00:46.224] | Your heart is the big box of paints |
[00:52.284] | How coloured the flowers all smelled |
[00:56.986] | As they huddled there in petaled prayer |
[01:03.125] | They told me this as I knelt there |
[01:20.653] | Awaken, you dreamers |
[01:26.766] | Adrift in your beds |
[01:33.348] | Balloons and streamers |
[01:36.718] | Decorate the inside of your heads |
[01:43.980] | Please let some out |
[01:47.350] | Do it today |
[01:50.589] | But don' t let the loveless ones sell you |
[01:55.396] | A world wrapped in grey |
[01:59.706] | |
[02:05.714] | Some folks pull this life like a weight |
[02:13.316] | Drab and dragging dreams made of slate |
[02:22.615] | Your heart is the big box of paints |
[02:29.094] | And others, the canvas we' re dealt |
[02:35.415] | Your heart is the big box of paints |
[02:41.450] | Just think how the old masters felt |
[02:45.525] | They' d call, awaken, you dreamers |
[02:54.276] | Asleep at your desks |
[03:00.519] | Parrots and lemurs |
[03:04.098] | Populate your unconscious grotesques |
[03:11.308] | Please let some out |
[03:14.756] | Do it today |
[03:17.969] | But don' t let the loveless ones sell you |
[03:23.011] | A world wrapped in grey |
[03:32.180] | And in the very least you can stand up naked and grin |
[00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Andrew Partridge |
[00:16.000] | Some folks see the world as a stone |
[00:24.072] | Concrete daubed in dull monotone |
[00:33.606] | Your heart is the big box of paints |
[00:39.850] | And others, the canvas we' re dealt |
[00:46.224] | Your heart is the big box of paints |
[00:52.284] | How coloured the flowers all smelled |
[00:56.986] | As they huddled there in petaled prayer |
[01:03.125] | They told me this as I knelt there |
[01:20.653] | Awaken, you dreamers |
[01:26.766] | Adrift in your beds |
[01:33.348] | Balloons and streamers |
[01:36.718] | Decorate the inside of your heads |
[01:43.980] | Please let some out |
[01:47.350] | Do it today |
[01:50.589] | But don' t let the loveless ones sell you |
[01:55.396] | A world wrapped in grey |
[01:59.706] | |
[02:05.714] | Some folks pull this life like a weight |
[02:13.316] | Drab and dragging dreams made of slate |
[02:22.615] | Your heart is the big box of paints |
[02:29.094] | And others, the canvas we' re dealt |
[02:35.415] | Your heart is the big box of paints |
[02:41.450] | Just think how the old masters felt |
[02:45.525] | They' d call, awaken, you dreamers |
[02:54.276] | Asleep at your desks |
[03:00.519] | Parrots and lemurs |
[03:04.098] | Populate your unconscious grotesques |
[03:11.308] | Please let some out |
[03:14.756] | Do it today |
[03:17.969] | But don' t let the loveless ones sell you |
[03:23.011] | A world wrapped in grey |
[03:32.180] | And in the very least you can stand up naked and grin |