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These Pines

	作曲 : Chambers
	These pines are not the ones that
	I'm used to
	They won't carry me home when
	I cryAm I too far gone to recover
	Or can I turn if
	I try?Should
	I trade my soul for another?
	Should I stay and pretend that
	I'm happy?
	Like so many times before
	Yeah, these pines are not mine
	They don't smell so sweet
	Like the ones in my mind
	And I search the needles 'til
	I run out of time
	But I don't see you in these pines[Unverified]
	I stumble or falter my words
	When I'm saying everything is all right?
	I'm not one to release my depression
	But these trees bring it out every night
	Well, I don't talk 'cos
	I'm trying to listen
	To the wind take me home through these leaves
	But it's quiet and don't hear nothing'
	Cos the wind doesn't blow through these trees

	zuò qǔ : Chambers
	These pines are not the ones that
	I' m used to
	They won' t carry me home when
	I cryAm I too far gone to recover
	Or can I turn if
	I try? Should
	I trade my soul for another?
	Should I stay and pretend that
	I' m happy?
	Like so many times before
	Yeah, these pines are not mine
	They don' t smell so sweet
	Like the ones in my mind
	And I search the needles ' til
	I run out of time
	But I don' t see you in these pines Unverified
	I stumble or falter my words
	When I' m saying everything is all right?
	I' m not one to release my depression
	But these trees bring it out every night
	Well, I don' t talk ' cos
	I' m trying to listen
	To the wind take me home through these leaves
	But it' s quiet and don' t hear nothing'
	Cos the wind doesn' t blow through these trees