歌曲 | Birds Without Wings |
歌手 | David Gray |
专辑 | Shine: The Best Of The Early Years |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Gray | |
Wishing that something would happen | |
A change in this place | |
'Cos I'm tearing off the fancy wrapping | |
Find an empty package | |
Take for a while | |
Your trumpet from your lip | |
Loosen your hold loosen your grip | |
On your old ways | |
That have fallen out of step | |
In a changing time | |
Hoist a new flag | |
Hoist a new flag | |
Angry sun burn down | |
Judging us all | |
Guilty of neglect and disrespect | |
And thinking small | |
And death by boredom | |
And death by greed | |
If we can't stop taking | |
More than we need | |
But across the fractured landscape | |
I see the same things | |
Tired ideas | |
Birds without wings | |
Birds without wings | |
Birds without wings | |
And these are just thoughts | |
Of lack lustre times | |
I've no interest | |
In excuses you can find | |
Like you've had a hard day | |
Now you're too tired to care | |
Now you're too tired to care | |
You've had a hard day | |
Well across the fractured landscape | |
I see the same things | |
Tired ideas broken values | |
Many with the notion | |
That to share is to lose | |
A hollow people bound by a lack | |
Of imagination and too much looking back | |
Without the courage to give a new thing a chance | |
Grounded by this ignorance | |
(and the cat comes) | |
We're just, | |
Birds without wings | |
Birds without wings | |
Birds without wings |
zuo ci : Gray | |
Wishing that something would happen | |
A change in this place | |
' Cos I' m tearing off the fancy wrapping | |
Find an empty package | |
Take for a while | |
Your trumpet from your lip | |
Loosen your hold loosen your grip | |
On your old ways | |
That have fallen out of step | |
In a changing time | |
Hoist a new flag | |
Hoist a new flag | |
Angry sun burn down | |
Judging us all | |
Guilty of neglect and disrespect | |
And thinking small | |
And death by boredom | |
And death by greed | |
If we can' t stop taking | |
More than we need | |
But across the fractured landscape | |
I see the same things | |
Tired ideas | |
Birds without wings | |
Birds without wings | |
Birds without wings | |
And these are just thoughts | |
Of lack lustre times | |
I' ve no interest | |
In excuses you can find | |
Like you' ve had a hard day | |
Now you' re too tired to care | |
Now you' re too tired to care | |
You' ve had a hard day | |
Well across the fractured landscape | |
I see the same things | |
Tired ideas broken values | |
Many with the notion | |
That to share is to lose | |
A hollow people bound by a lack | |
Of imagination and too much looking back | |
Without the courage to give a new thing a chance | |
Grounded by this ignorance | |
and the cat comes | |
We' re just, | |
Birds without wings | |
Birds without wings | |
Birds without wings |
zuò cí : Gray | |
Wishing that something would happen | |
A change in this place | |
' Cos I' m tearing off the fancy wrapping | |
Find an empty package | |
Take for a while | |
Your trumpet from your lip | |
Loosen your hold loosen your grip | |
On your old ways | |
That have fallen out of step | |
In a changing time | |
Hoist a new flag | |
Hoist a new flag | |
Angry sun burn down | |
Judging us all | |
Guilty of neglect and disrespect | |
And thinking small | |
And death by boredom | |
And death by greed | |
If we can' t stop taking | |
More than we need | |
But across the fractured landscape | |
I see the same things | |
Tired ideas | |
Birds without wings | |
Birds without wings | |
Birds without wings | |
And these are just thoughts | |
Of lack lustre times | |
I' ve no interest | |
In excuses you can find | |
Like you' ve had a hard day | |
Now you' re too tired to care | |
Now you' re too tired to care | |
You' ve had a hard day | |
Well across the fractured landscape | |
I see the same things | |
Tired ideas broken values | |
Many with the notion | |
That to share is to lose | |
A hollow people bound by a lack | |
Of imagination and too much looking back | |
Without the courage to give a new thing a chance | |
Grounded by this ignorance | |
and the cat comes | |
We' re just, | |
Birds without wings | |
Birds without wings | |
Birds without wings |