歌曲 | Harder To Believe Than Not To |
歌手 | Steve Taylor |
专辑 | Now The Truth Can Be Told |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Rachmaninoff, Taylor | |
Nothing is colder than the winds of change | |
where the chill numbs the dreamer till a shadow remains | |
among the ruins lies your tortured soul | |
was it lost there | |
or did your will surrender control? | |
Shivering with doubts that were left unattended | |
so you toss away the cloak that you should have mended | |
don't you know by now why the chosen are few? | |
it's harder to believe than not to | |
harder to believe than not to | |
It was a confidence that got you by | |
when you know you believed it, but you didn't know why | |
no one imagines it will come to this | |
but it gets so hard when people don't want to listen | |
Shivering with doubts that you left unattended | |
so you toss away the cloak that you should have mended | |
don't you know by now why the chosen are few? | |
it's harder to believe than not to | |
Some stay paralyzed until they succomb | |
others do what they feel, but their senses are numb | |
some get trampled by the pious throng | |
still they limp along | |
Are you sturdy enough to move to the front? | |
is it nods of approval or the truth that you want? | |
and if they call it a crutch, then you walk with pride | |
your accusers have always been afraid to go outside | |
They shiver with doubts that were left unattended | |
then they toss away the cloak that they should have mended | |
you know by now why the chosen are few | |
it's harder to believe than not to... | |
I believe |
zuo qu : Rachmaninoff, Taylor | |
Nothing is colder than the winds of change | |
where the chill numbs the dreamer till a shadow remains | |
among the ruins lies your tortured soul | |
was it lost there | |
or did your will surrender control? | |
Shivering with doubts that were left unattended | |
so you toss away the cloak that you should have mended | |
don' t you know by now why the chosen are few? | |
it' s harder to believe than not to | |
harder to believe than not to | |
It was a confidence that got you by | |
when you know you believed it, but you didn' t know why | |
no one imagines it will come to this | |
but it gets so hard when people don' t want to listen | |
Shivering with doubts that you left unattended | |
so you toss away the cloak that you should have mended | |
don' t you know by now why the chosen are few? | |
it' s harder to believe than not to | |
Some stay paralyzed until they succomb | |
others do what they feel, but their senses are numb | |
some get trampled by the pious throng | |
still they limp along | |
Are you sturdy enough to move to the front? | |
is it nods of approval or the truth that you want? | |
and if they call it a crutch, then you walk with pride | |
your accusers have always been afraid to go outside | |
They shiver with doubts that were left unattended | |
then they toss away the cloak that they should have mended | |
you know by now why the chosen are few | |
it' s harder to believe than not to... | |
I believe |
zuò qǔ : Rachmaninoff, Taylor | |
Nothing is colder than the winds of change | |
where the chill numbs the dreamer till a shadow remains | |
among the ruins lies your tortured soul | |
was it lost there | |
or did your will surrender control? | |
Shivering with doubts that were left unattended | |
so you toss away the cloak that you should have mended | |
don' t you know by now why the chosen are few? | |
it' s harder to believe than not to | |
harder to believe than not to | |
It was a confidence that got you by | |
when you know you believed it, but you didn' t know why | |
no one imagines it will come to this | |
but it gets so hard when people don' t want to listen | |
Shivering with doubts that you left unattended | |
so you toss away the cloak that you should have mended | |
don' t you know by now why the chosen are few? | |
it' s harder to believe than not to | |
Some stay paralyzed until they succomb | |
others do what they feel, but their senses are numb | |
some get trampled by the pious throng | |
still they limp along | |
Are you sturdy enough to move to the front? | |
is it nods of approval or the truth that you want? | |
and if they call it a crutch, then you walk with pride | |
your accusers have always been afraid to go outside | |
They shiver with doubts that were left unattended | |
then they toss away the cloak that they should have mended | |
you know by now why the chosen are few | |
it' s harder to believe than not to... | |
I believe |