歌曲 | A New Heart |
歌手 | Malcolm Middleton |
专辑 | Into The Woods |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
I've been asked to write a song without a swear word or a slight | |
At myself or another, for my mother for my bride | |
A song that'll shine on my kids and theirs to come | |
Something that'll love them and watch over when I'm gone | |
To my ward, to my wheel-chair, to my runner's-up drip | |
Will you push me will you pull when I'm too fat to see my | |
Didn't I always tell you I'd stay for 2000 years? | |
You'd better hope that science fiction doesn't have good ears | |
You're rubbing on my genie hurry up and make a wish | |
Quenched that thirst my bag is burst watch out for all my | |
Flies trying to break in to my eyes like little rymes | |
Of hatred trying to squeeze inside all these precious lines | |
I see across to the hills and the bridge that wears the sun | |
I remember how I feel when I know you're going to come | |
Running up the stairway and through the front door | |
Cook us dinner then we burst, take pictures on the floor | |
Remember when I sing my songs that opposites attract | |
That's why these shavings of despair come zooming to my heart | |
For he is gold and magnet-red and beacon and a light | |
I take these flies and pick them off and catalogue the night | |
So put it in your eyes any way that you like | |
I say the words and feel your heart when I lie awake at night | |
I know sometimes I'm moody and you have to wear kid-gloves | |
I'm trying hard to better myself I'm trying to rise above | |
So I tried to write a song without a swear word or a slight | |
At myself or another at my mother at my bride | |
I almost got accosted by the good old negative | |
And even when I'm screaming love I'm swearing that it is | |
Shouldn't I just admit it that I've lost the race to lose | |
Break the record in it's track and stop being confused | |
A friend to my failures and a friend to myself | |
Is what I'll be when I've fixed the roof and everything else |
I' ve been asked to write a song without a swear word or a slight | |
At myself or another, for my mother for my bride | |
A song that' ll shine on my kids and theirs to come | |
Something that' ll love them and watch over when I' m gone | |
To my ward, to my wheelchair, to my runner' sup drip | |
Will you push me will you pull when I' m too fat to see my | |
Didn' t I always tell you I' d stay for 2000 years? | |
You' d better hope that science fiction doesn' t have good ears | |
You' re rubbing on my genie hurry up and make a wish | |
Quenched that thirst my bag is burst watch out for all my | |
Flies trying to break in to my eyes like little rymes | |
Of hatred trying to squeeze inside all these precious lines | |
I see across to the hills and the bridge that wears the sun | |
I remember how I feel when I know you' re going to come | |
Running up the stairway and through the front door | |
Cook us dinner then we burst, take pictures on the floor | |
Remember when I sing my songs that opposites attract | |
That' s why these shavings of despair come zooming to my heart | |
For he is gold and magnetred and beacon and a light | |
I take these flies and pick them off and catalogue the night | |
So put it in your eyes any way that you like | |
I say the words and feel your heart when I lie awake at night | |
I know sometimes I' m moody and you have to wear kidgloves | |
I' m trying hard to better myself I' m trying to rise above | |
So I tried to write a song without a swear word or a slight | |
At myself or another at my mother at my bride | |
I almost got accosted by the good old negative | |
And even when I' m screaming love I' m swearing that it is | |
Shouldn' t I just admit it that I' ve lost the race to lose | |
Break the record in it' s track and stop being confused | |
A friend to my failures and a friend to myself | |
Is what I' ll be when I' ve fixed the roof and everything else |
I' ve been asked to write a song without a swear word or a slight | |
At myself or another, for my mother for my bride | |
A song that' ll shine on my kids and theirs to come | |
Something that' ll love them and watch over when I' m gone | |
To my ward, to my wheelchair, to my runner' sup drip | |
Will you push me will you pull when I' m too fat to see my | |
Didn' t I always tell you I' d stay for 2000 years? | |
You' d better hope that science fiction doesn' t have good ears | |
You' re rubbing on my genie hurry up and make a wish | |
Quenched that thirst my bag is burst watch out for all my | |
Flies trying to break in to my eyes like little rymes | |
Of hatred trying to squeeze inside all these precious lines | |
I see across to the hills and the bridge that wears the sun | |
I remember how I feel when I know you' re going to come | |
Running up the stairway and through the front door | |
Cook us dinner then we burst, take pictures on the floor | |
Remember when I sing my songs that opposites attract | |
That' s why these shavings of despair come zooming to my heart | |
For he is gold and magnetred and beacon and a light | |
I take these flies and pick them off and catalogue the night | |
So put it in your eyes any way that you like | |
I say the words and feel your heart when I lie awake at night | |
I know sometimes I' m moody and you have to wear kidgloves | |
I' m trying hard to better myself I' m trying to rise above | |
So I tried to write a song without a swear word or a slight | |
At myself or another at my mother at my bride | |
I almost got accosted by the good old negative | |
And even when I' m screaming love I' m swearing that it is | |
Shouldn' t I just admit it that I' ve lost the race to lose | |
Break the record in it' s track and stop being confused | |
A friend to my failures and a friend to myself | |
Is what I' ll be when I' ve fixed the roof and everything else |