Phantom Limb (Album) 歌词
| 歌曲 | Phantom Limb (Album) |
| 歌手 | The Shins |
| 专辑 | Phantom Limb |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.000] | 作词 : James Mercer |
| [00:01.000] | 作曲 : James Mercer |
| [00:04.945] | Foals in winter coats |
| [00:07.850] | White girls of the North |
| [00:12.814] | File past one, five and one |
| [00:18.143] | They are the fabled lambs |
| [00:20.602] | Of Sunday ham |
| [00:22.388] | The E.H.S. norm |
| [00:26.143] | And they can float above the grass |
| [00:29.591] | In circles if they tried |
| [00:32.666] | A latent power I know they hide |
| [00:38.218] | To keep some hope alive |
| [00:40.582] | That a girl like I could ever try |
| [00:46.196] | Could ever try |
| [00:50.735] | So we just skirt the hallway sides |
| [00:55.511] | A phantom and a fly |
| [00:58.771] | Follow the lines and wonder why |
| [01:05.101] | There's no connection |
| [01:07.150] | A week of rolling eyes |
| [01:09.668] | And cheap shots from the trite |
| [01:14.677] | And we're off to Nemarcas' porch again |
| [01:20.232] | Another afternoon with the goat head tunes |
| [01:24.751] | And pilfered booz |
| [01:28.308] | We wandered through her mama's house, |
| [01:31.664] | And the milk from the window lights |
| [01:34.351] | Family portraits circa 95 |
| [01:40.154] | This is that foreign land |
| [01:42.635] | With the sprayed on tans |
| [01:44.538] | And it all feels fine |
| [01:48.293] | Be it silk or slime |
| [01:52.506] | So when they tap our Monday heads |
| [01:57.506] | Two zombies walk in our stead |
| [02:00.752] | This town seems hardly worth the time |
| [02:09.056] | And we'll no longer memorize or rhyme |
| [02:13.734] | Too far along in our climb |
| [02:16.502] | Stepping over what now towers to the sky |
| [02:23.093] | With no connection |
| [02:56.840] | So, when they tap our Sunday heads |
| [03:01.647] | Two zombies walk in our stead |
| [03:04.873] | This town seems hardly worth the time |
| [03:12.631] | And we'll no longer memorize or rhyme |
| [03:17.616] | Too far along in our crime |
| [03:20.373] | Stepping over what now towers to the sky |
| [03:27.068] | With no connection |
| [00:00.000] | zuo ci : James Mercer |
| [00:01.000] | zuo qu : James Mercer |
| [00:04.945] | Foals in winter coats |
| [00:07.850] | White girls of the North |
| [00:12.814] | File past one, five and one |
| [00:18.143] | They are the fabled lambs |
| [00:20.602] | Of Sunday ham |
| [00:22.388] | The E. H. S. norm |
| [00:26.143] | And they can float above the grass |
| [00:29.591] | In circles if they tried |
| [00:32.666] | A latent power I know they hide |
| [00:38.218] | To keep some hope alive |
| [00:40.582] | That a girl like I could ever try |
| [00:46.196] | Could ever try |
| [00:50.735] | So we just skirt the hallway sides |
| [00:55.511] | A phantom and a fly |
| [00:58.771] | Follow the lines and wonder why |
| [01:05.101] | There' s no connection |
| [01:07.150] | A week of rolling eyes |
| [01:09.668] | And cheap shots from the trite |
| [01:14.677] | And we' re off to Nemarcas' porch again |
| [01:20.232] | Another afternoon with the goat head tunes |
| [01:24.751] | And pilfered booz |
| [01:28.308] | We wandered through her mama' s house, |
| [01:31.664] | And the milk from the window lights |
| [01:34.351] | Family portraits circa 95 |
| [01:40.154] | This is that foreign land |
| [01:42.635] | With the sprayed on tans |
| [01:44.538] | And it all feels fine |
| [01:48.293] | Be it silk or slime |
| [01:52.506] | So when they tap our Monday heads |
| [01:57.506] | Two zombies walk in our stead |
| [02:00.752] | This town seems hardly worth the time |
| [02:09.056] | And we' ll no longer memorize or rhyme |
| [02:13.734] | Too far along in our climb |
| [02:16.502] | Stepping over what now towers to the sky |
| [02:23.093] | With no connection |
| [02:56.840] | So, when they tap our Sunday heads |
| [03:01.647] | Two zombies walk in our stead |
| [03:04.873] | This town seems hardly worth the time |
| [03:12.631] | And we' ll no longer memorize or rhyme |
| [03:17.616] | Too far along in our crime |
| [03:20.373] | Stepping over what now towers to the sky |
| [03:27.068] | With no connection |
| [00:00.000] | zuò cí : James Mercer |
| [00:01.000] | zuò qǔ : James Mercer |
| [00:04.945] | Foals in winter coats |
| [00:07.850] | White girls of the North |
| [00:12.814] | File past one, five and one |
| [00:18.143] | They are the fabled lambs |
| [00:20.602] | Of Sunday ham |
| [00:22.388] | The E. H. S. norm |
| [00:26.143] | And they can float above the grass |
| [00:29.591] | In circles if they tried |
| [00:32.666] | A latent power I know they hide |
| [00:38.218] | To keep some hope alive |
| [00:40.582] | That a girl like I could ever try |
| [00:46.196] | Could ever try |
| [00:50.735] | So we just skirt the hallway sides |
| [00:55.511] | A phantom and a fly |
| [00:58.771] | Follow the lines and wonder why |
| [01:05.101] | There' s no connection |
| [01:07.150] | A week of rolling eyes |
| [01:09.668] | And cheap shots from the trite |
| [01:14.677] | And we' re off to Nemarcas' porch again |
| [01:20.232] | Another afternoon with the goat head tunes |
| [01:24.751] | And pilfered booz |
| [01:28.308] | We wandered through her mama' s house, |
| [01:31.664] | And the milk from the window lights |
| [01:34.351] | Family portraits circa 95 |
| [01:40.154] | This is that foreign land |
| [01:42.635] | With the sprayed on tans |
| [01:44.538] | And it all feels fine |
| [01:48.293] | Be it silk or slime |
| [01:52.506] | So when they tap our Monday heads |
| [01:57.506] | Two zombies walk in our stead |
| [02:00.752] | This town seems hardly worth the time |
| [02:09.056] | And we' ll no longer memorize or rhyme |
| [02:13.734] | Too far along in our climb |
| [02:16.502] | Stepping over what now towers to the sky |
| [02:23.093] | With no connection |
| [02:56.840] | So, when they tap our Sunday heads |
| [03:01.647] | Two zombies walk in our stead |
| [03:04.873] | This town seems hardly worth the time |
| [03:12.631] | And we' ll no longer memorize or rhyme |
| [03:17.616] | Too far along in our crime |
| [03:20.373] | Stepping over what now towers to the sky |
| [03:27.068] | With no connection |
| [00:04.945] | 冬日毛毯下的小马驹 |
| [00:07.850] | 北方苍白的姑娘们 |
| [00:12.814] | 列队经过一五一的编号 |
| [00:18.143] | 她们是传说中 |
| [00:20.602] | 周日火腿的羔羊 |
| [00:22.388] | E.H.S.的标准样本 |
| [00:26.143] | 只要愿意尝试 |
| [00:29.591] | 就能在草场上空盘旋 |
| [00:32.666] | 我知道她们藏着潜能 |
| [00:38.218] | 只为守护渺茫希望 |
| [00:40.582] | 让我这样的女孩也能尝试 |
| [00:46.196] | 也能尝试 |
| [00:50.735] | 我们沿着走廊边缘游走 |
| [00:55.511] | 如幽灵与蝇虫 |
| [00:58.771] | 循着线迹却困惑不解 |
| [01:05.101] | 毫无共鸣 |
| [01:07.150] | 翻着白眼的漫长一周 |
| [01:09.668] | 陈词滥调的刻薄嘲讽 |
| [01:14.677] | 又来到尼马克斯的门廊 |
| [01:20.232] | 伴着山羊头唱片度过的午后 |
| [01:24.751] | 和偷来的酒 |
| [01:28.308] | 漫步在她母亲的房子里 |
| [01:31.664] | 窗光如牛奶般倾泻 |
| [01:34.351] | 95年的全家福相框 |
| [01:40.154] | 这 Sprayed on tans 的异乡 |
| [01:42.635] | 喷绘出来的古铜色 |
| [01:44.538] | 一切都看似美好 |
| [01:48.293] | 无论丝绸或淤泥 |
| [01:52.506] | 当它们敲打周一的大脑 |
| [01:57.506] | 两具僵尸代我们行走 |
| [02:00.752] | 这小镇不值得浪费时间 |
| [02:09.056] | 我们不再记忆或押韵 |
| [02:13.734] | 在攀登中走得太远 |
| [02:16.502] | 跨过已耸入云霄的障碍 |
| [02:23.093] | 毫无共鸣 |
| [02:56.840] | 当它们敲打周日的大脑 |
| [03:01.647] | 两具僵尸代我们行走 |
| [03:04.873] | 这小镇不值得浪费时间 |
| [03:12.631] | 我们不再记忆或押韵 |
| [03:17.616] | 在罪愆中走得太远 |
| [03:20.373] | 跨过已耸入云霄的障碍 |
| [03:27.068] | 毫无共鸣 |
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