歌曲 | Passing Through A Screen Door |
歌手 | The Wonder Years |
专辑 | The Greatest Generation |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Cigarette smoke dances back in the window, | |
And I can see the haze on the dome light. | |
I’m conjuring ghosts on a forty hour ride home, | |
And they keep asking me what I’m doing with my life. | |
While my cousins go to bed with their wives. | |
I’m feeling like I've fallen behind. | |
Well, the highway won | |
I’m listening to traffic reports one on one | |
Coming quietly undone. | |
I was born to run | |
Away from anything good. | |
An escape artist's son | |
Sun-drenched pavement in my blood | |
The first thing that I do when I walk in is find a way out for when shit gets bad and... | |
I’ve been looking for | |
Sounds through the screen door (sounds through the screen door). | |
I’ve been waiting for | |
Another disaster (another disaster). | |
Well, I’m terrified | |
Like a kid in the sixties | |
Staring at the sky | |
Waiting for the bomb to fall. | |
And it’s all a lie | |
What they say about stability. | |
It scares me sometimes | |
The emptiness I see in my eyes. | |
And all the kids names I’ve ever liked recited tragedy. | |
Well, I don’t want my children growing up to be anything like me. | |
I’ve been looking for | |
Sounds through the screen door (sounds through the screen door). | |
I’ve been waiting for | |
Another disaster (another disaster). | |
And I was kinda hoping you'd say. | |
I was kinda hoping you'd stay. | |
I keep a flashlight | |
And a small knife | |
In the corner of my bed stand. | |
I keep a flashlight | |
And the train times | |
But you wouldn't understand. | |
How could you understand? | |
Jesus Christ. I’m 26. | |
All the people I’ve graduated with, | |
All have kids, | |
All have wives, | |
All have people who care if they come home at night. | |
Well, Jesus Christ, did I fuck up? | |
I’ve been looking for | |
Sounds through the screen door (sounds through the screen door). | |
I’ve been waiting for | |
Another disaster (another disaster). | |
And I was kinda hoping you'd say. | |
I was kinda hoping you'd stay. | |
I was kinda hoping you'd stay. |
Cigarette smoke dances back in the window, | |
And I can see the haze on the dome light. | |
I' m conjuring ghosts on a forty hour ride home, | |
And they keep asking me what I' m doing with my life. | |
While my cousins go to bed with their wives. | |
I' m feeling like I' ve fallen behind. | |
Well, the highway won | |
I' m listening to traffic reports one on one | |
Coming quietly undone. | |
I was born to run | |
Away from anything good. | |
An escape artist' s son | |
Sundrenched pavement in my blood | |
The first thing that I do when I walk in is find a way out for when shit gets bad and... | |
I' ve been looking for | |
Sounds through the screen door sounds through the screen door. | |
I' ve been waiting for | |
Another disaster another disaster. | |
Well, I' m terrified | |
Like a kid in the sixties | |
Staring at the sky | |
Waiting for the bomb to fall. | |
And it' s all a lie | |
What they say about stability. | |
It scares me sometimes | |
The emptiness I see in my eyes. | |
And all the kids names I' ve ever liked recited tragedy. | |
Well, I don' t want my children growing up to be anything like me. | |
I' ve been looking for | |
Sounds through the screen door sounds through the screen door. | |
I' ve been waiting for | |
Another disaster another disaster. | |
And I was kinda hoping you' d say. | |
I was kinda hoping you' d stay. | |
I keep a flashlight | |
And a small knife | |
In the corner of my bed stand. | |
I keep a flashlight | |
And the train times | |
But you wouldn' t understand. | |
How could you understand? | |
Jesus Christ. I' m 26. | |
All the people I' ve graduated with, | |
All have kids, | |
All have wives, | |
All have people who care if they come home at night. | |
Well, Jesus Christ, did I fuck up? | |
I' ve been looking for | |
Sounds through the screen door sounds through the screen door. | |
I' ve been waiting for | |
Another disaster another disaster. | |
And I was kinda hoping you' d say. | |
I was kinda hoping you' d stay. | |
I was kinda hoping you' d stay. |
Cigarette smoke dances back in the window, | |
And I can see the haze on the dome light. | |
I' m conjuring ghosts on a forty hour ride home, | |
And they keep asking me what I' m doing with my life. | |
While my cousins go to bed with their wives. | |
I' m feeling like I' ve fallen behind. | |
Well, the highway won | |
I' m listening to traffic reports one on one | |
Coming quietly undone. | |
I was born to run | |
Away from anything good. | |
An escape artist' s son | |
Sundrenched pavement in my blood | |
The first thing that I do when I walk in is find a way out for when shit gets bad and... | |
I' ve been looking for | |
Sounds through the screen door sounds through the screen door. | |
I' ve been waiting for | |
Another disaster another disaster. | |
Well, I' m terrified | |
Like a kid in the sixties | |
Staring at the sky | |
Waiting for the bomb to fall. | |
And it' s all a lie | |
What they say about stability. | |
It scares me sometimes | |
The emptiness I see in my eyes. | |
And all the kids names I' ve ever liked recited tragedy. | |
Well, I don' t want my children growing up to be anything like me. | |
I' ve been looking for | |
Sounds through the screen door sounds through the screen door. | |
I' ve been waiting for | |
Another disaster another disaster. | |
And I was kinda hoping you' d say. | |
I was kinda hoping you' d stay. | |
I keep a flashlight | |
And a small knife | |
In the corner of my bed stand. | |
I keep a flashlight | |
And the train times | |
But you wouldn' t understand. | |
How could you understand? | |
Jesus Christ. I' m 26. | |
All the people I' ve graduated with, | |
All have kids, | |
All have wives, | |
All have people who care if they come home at night. | |
Well, Jesus Christ, did I fuck up? | |
I' ve been looking for | |
Sounds through the screen door sounds through the screen door. | |
I' ve been waiting for | |
Another disaster another disaster. | |
And I was kinda hoping you' d say. | |
I was kinda hoping you' d stay. | |
I was kinda hoping you' d stay. |