歌曲 | Make Another World |
歌手 | Idlewild |
专辑 | Scottish Fiction: Best of 1997 - 2007 |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Idlewild | |
It's knowing what's important | |
hidden lockets of your hair | |
felt exactly every moment | |
even moments we never share | |
And all this land has been discovered | |
every frame in-front of me | |
is describing in a story | |
a familiar history | |
Through a city that's all closing | |
atleast it's closing in on me | |
but you're too old to remember | |
or I'm too young to agree | |
Secret teachings take me somewhere strange | |
shadows gained and bottles drain | |
let your tears fall in the shape | |
of everyone of the American states | |
If I could see your face | |
before it's born and raised | |
before it was born and raised | |
in memories wake | |
Reassure me into changing names | |
vision strained a seconds change | |
to be secure of everything | |
if I could make another world | |
We're like flies landing on flies | |
we suffer what we never try | |
so I slick my hair and I stamp my feet | |
until the darkness | |
until the darkness is complete | |
If I could see your face | |
before it's born and raised | |
before it was born and raised | |
in memories wake |
zuo qu : Idlewild | |
It' s knowing what' s important | |
hidden lockets of your hair | |
felt exactly every moment | |
even moments we never share | |
And all this land has been discovered | |
every frame infront of me | |
is describing in a story | |
a familiar history | |
Through a city that' s all closing | |
atleast it' s closing in on me | |
but you' re too old to remember | |
or I' m too young to agree | |
Secret teachings take me somewhere strange | |
shadows gained and bottles drain | |
let your tears fall in the shape | |
of everyone of the American states | |
If I could see your face | |
before it' s born and raised | |
before it was born and raised | |
in memories wake | |
Reassure me into changing names | |
vision strained a seconds change | |
to be secure of everything | |
if I could make another world | |
We' re like flies landing on flies | |
we suffer what we never try | |
so I slick my hair and I stamp my feet | |
until the darkness | |
until the darkness is complete | |
If I could see your face | |
before it' s born and raised | |
before it was born and raised | |
in memories wake |
zuò qǔ : Idlewild | |
It' s knowing what' s important | |
hidden lockets of your hair | |
felt exactly every moment | |
even moments we never share | |
And all this land has been discovered | |
every frame infront of me | |
is describing in a story | |
a familiar history | |
Through a city that' s all closing | |
atleast it' s closing in on me | |
but you' re too old to remember | |
or I' m too young to agree | |
Secret teachings take me somewhere strange | |
shadows gained and bottles drain | |
let your tears fall in the shape | |
of everyone of the American states | |
If I could see your face | |
before it' s born and raised | |
before it was born and raised | |
in memories wake | |
Reassure me into changing names | |
vision strained a seconds change | |
to be secure of everything | |
if I could make another world | |
We' re like flies landing on flies | |
we suffer what we never try | |
so I slick my hair and I stamp my feet | |
until the darkness | |
until the darkness is complete | |
If I could see your face | |
before it' s born and raised | |
before it was born and raised | |
in memories wake |