歌曲 | Rivers And Tides |
歌手 | Matt Alber |
专辑 | Hide Nothing |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Alber | |
rivers and tides have left me here | |
forgetting my name | |
but there's too many of me | |
left alone to feel so ashamed | |
so I will drift here a while | |
and settle my score with the waves | |
I should have been kind | |
should have been less cold | |
but now it's too late to turn back | |
something is sinking just below | |
the warning is real | |
it's under the surface | |
like a splinter you see but can't feel | |
and now with merciful hands | |
he offers his chalice to me | |
and if I would drink would the moon repent, | |
or bathe us in amber and green? | |
sorrow... | |
there is nothing to confess | |
all this sorrow was a lie | |
I've been whispering your name | |
for to calm this stormy night | |
rivers and tides have brought me here | |
a haven profane | |
the queen of the princes | |
rightly chosen to rescue my name | |
and now the others are here | |
to welcome me into the fold | |
melting a song from the stars below | |
of wonderful secrets untold |
zuo qu : Alber | |
rivers and tides have left me here | |
forgetting my name | |
but there' s too many of me | |
left alone to feel so ashamed | |
so I will drift here a while | |
and settle my score with the waves | |
I should have been kind | |
should have been less cold | |
but now it' s too late to turn back | |
something is sinking just below | |
the warning is real | |
it' s under the surface | |
like a splinter you see but can' t feel | |
and now with merciful hands | |
he offers his chalice to me | |
and if I would drink would the moon repent, | |
or bathe us in amber and green? | |
sorrow... | |
there is nothing to confess | |
all this sorrow was a lie | |
I' ve been whispering your name | |
for to calm this stormy night | |
rivers and tides have brought me here | |
a haven profane | |
the queen of the princes | |
rightly chosen to rescue my name | |
and now the others are here | |
to welcome me into the fold | |
melting a song from the stars below | |
of wonderful secrets untold |
zuò qǔ : Alber | |
rivers and tides have left me here | |
forgetting my name | |
but there' s too many of me | |
left alone to feel so ashamed | |
so I will drift here a while | |
and settle my score with the waves | |
I should have been kind | |
should have been less cold | |
but now it' s too late to turn back | |
something is sinking just below | |
the warning is real | |
it' s under the surface | |
like a splinter you see but can' t feel | |
and now with merciful hands | |
he offers his chalice to me | |
and if I would drink would the moon repent, | |
or bathe us in amber and green? | |
sorrow... | |
there is nothing to confess | |
all this sorrow was a lie | |
I' ve been whispering your name | |
for to calm this stormy night | |
rivers and tides have brought me here | |
a haven profane | |
the queen of the princes | |
rightly chosen to rescue my name | |
and now the others are here | |
to welcome me into the fold | |
melting a song from the stars below | |
of wonderful secrets untold |