歌曲 | February, 1878 |
歌手 | mewithoutYou |
专辑 | Ten Stories |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
February 8th, 1878 | |
South of Trout Creek, west of Cedar Lake | |
On a winding mountain trail of the North Pacific Union Rail | |
The snow arrived on time, the circus train was running late | |
Rip spot’s past and all the knuckles worn, | |
Firebox bursting to the running boards | |
A pounding in his chest, crushing like a cider press | |
The hogger rode the throttle ‘round the bender like a flank-strapped horse | |
As Elephant addressed the frightened animal car: | |
“Let’s return now to the dust as the dust we are; | |
tonight, our bridal fate, the hour’s come to consummate!” | |
And drove her massive body like a truck into the iron bars | |
Limestone thrown from out the hopper’s back | |
Ash Cat tossed against the diamond stack | |
from cradle to caboose, the frozen bolts broke loose, | |
sent that cage spinning like a dreidel off the icy tracks. | |
Run on, Rabbit, run! | |
Before the East sky wakes the sun! | |
Sails set to the dreadful cold, | |
Until your anchor-heart takes hold | |
Run on, Fox & Bear, | |
From this dismal dream’s despair! | |
Cast thoughts to in the open ocean of air | |
Until your thread catch somewhere | |
Oh Mother, please come along! They cried, | |
but Elephant remained inside | |
“My tusks are dull, my eyes, half-blind, | |
too old to run, too big to hide, | |
and have neither friend nor enemy, | |
nor that phantom, ‘self’-identity | |
nor concern for what ‘they’ll’ do to ‘me’ | |
now, my children, run free!” | |
But Tiger, why sit still, | |
As the officers climb the hill? | |
What stars cast down their spears, | |
cooled your fire with their tears? | |
“Gone that siren’s sound, | |
it’s a silence now pours down | |
Gone, my next of kin, | |
and all once without now lives within” | |
“Topiary Tiger, once burned bright | |
save your tales of gnostic sight | |
and take heed on this (most) auspicious night! | |
Topiary Tiger, once burned bright” |
February 8th, 1878 | |
South of Trout Creek, west of Cedar Lake | |
On a winding mountain trail of the North Pacific Union Rail | |
The snow arrived on time, the circus train was running late | |
Rip spot' s past and all the knuckles worn, | |
Firebox bursting to the running boards | |
A pounding in his chest, crushing like a cider press | |
The hogger rode the throttle ' round the bender like a flankstrapped horse | |
As Elephant addressed the frightened animal car: | |
" Let' s return now to the dust as the dust we are | |
tonight, our bridal fate, the hour' s come to consummate!" | |
And drove her massive body like a truck into the iron bars | |
Limestone thrown from out the hopper' s back | |
Ash Cat tossed against the diamond stack | |
from cradle to caboose, the frozen bolts broke loose, | |
sent that cage spinning like a dreidel off the icy tracks. | |
Run on, Rabbit, run! | |
Before the East sky wakes the sun! | |
Sails set to the dreadful cold, | |
Until your anchorheart takes hold | |
Run on, Fox Bear, | |
From this dismal dream' s despair! | |
Cast thoughts to in the open ocean of air | |
Until your thread catch somewhere | |
Oh Mother, please come along! They cried, | |
but Elephant remained inside | |
" My tusks are dull, my eyes, halfblind, | |
too old to run, too big to hide, | |
and have neither friend nor enemy, | |
nor that phantom, ' self' identity | |
nor concern for what ' they' ll' do to ' me' | |
now, my children, run free!" | |
But Tiger, why sit still, | |
As the officers climb the hill? | |
What stars cast down their spears, | |
cooled your fire with their tears? | |
" Gone that siren' s sound, | |
it' s a silence now pours down | |
Gone, my next of kin, | |
and all once without now lives within" | |
" Topiary Tiger, once burned bright | |
save your tales of gnostic sight | |
and take heed on this most auspicious night! | |
Topiary Tiger, once burned bright" |
February 8th, 1878 | |
South of Trout Creek, west of Cedar Lake | |
On a winding mountain trail of the North Pacific Union Rail | |
The snow arrived on time, the circus train was running late | |
Rip spot' s past and all the knuckles worn, | |
Firebox bursting to the running boards | |
A pounding in his chest, crushing like a cider press | |
The hogger rode the throttle ' round the bender like a flankstrapped horse | |
As Elephant addressed the frightened animal car: | |
" Let' s return now to the dust as the dust we are | |
tonight, our bridal fate, the hour' s come to consummate!" | |
And drove her massive body like a truck into the iron bars | |
Limestone thrown from out the hopper' s back | |
Ash Cat tossed against the diamond stack | |
from cradle to caboose, the frozen bolts broke loose, | |
sent that cage spinning like a dreidel off the icy tracks. | |
Run on, Rabbit, run! | |
Before the East sky wakes the sun! | |
Sails set to the dreadful cold, | |
Until your anchorheart takes hold | |
Run on, Fox Bear, | |
From this dismal dream' s despair! | |
Cast thoughts to in the open ocean of air | |
Until your thread catch somewhere | |
Oh Mother, please come along! They cried, | |
but Elephant remained inside | |
" My tusks are dull, my eyes, halfblind, | |
too old to run, too big to hide, | |
and have neither friend nor enemy, | |
nor that phantom, ' self' identity | |
nor concern for what ' they' ll' do to ' me' | |
now, my children, run free!" | |
But Tiger, why sit still, | |
As the officers climb the hill? | |
What stars cast down their spears, | |
cooled your fire with their tears? | |
" Gone that siren' s sound, | |
it' s a silence now pours down | |
Gone, my next of kin, | |
and all once without now lives within" | |
" Topiary Tiger, once burned bright | |
save your tales of gnostic sight | |
and take heed on this most auspicious night! | |
Topiary Tiger, once burned bright" |