歌曲 | Bottom Of The Ladder |
歌手 | VIKESH KAPOOR |
专辑 | The Ballad Of Willy Robbins |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
I’m at the bottom rung of the ladder, baby | |
how could I keep climbin' on up | |
here I stand with a lightning rod in my hand | |
but the light strikes at the top | |
Well the days are dark | |
like the peeling bark | |
of a dyin' hemlock tree | |
where the moon sets the sunrise forever | |
I’ll be forced to climb | |
or else the same I’ll forever be | |
One day I’ll dive right over the Rhine | |
no longer could I lie or keep from cryin' | |
out loud I’ll run, like a donkey does in the sun | |
alone, not two, apart from you, wild an’ gone | |
Well the days are dark | |
like the peeling bark | |
of a dyin' hemlock tree | |
where the moon sets the sunrise forever | |
I’ll be forced to climb | |
or else the same I’ll forever be |
I' m at the bottom rung of the ladder, baby | |
how could I keep climbin' on up | |
here I stand with a lightning rod in my hand | |
but the light strikes at the top | |
Well the days are dark | |
like the peeling bark | |
of a dyin' hemlock tree | |
where the moon sets the sunrise forever | |
I' ll be forced to climb | |
or else the same I' ll forever be | |
One day I' ll dive right over the Rhine | |
no longer could I lie or keep from cryin' | |
out loud I' ll run, like a donkey does in the sun | |
alone, not two, apart from you, wild an' gone | |
Well the days are dark | |
like the peeling bark | |
of a dyin' hemlock tree | |
where the moon sets the sunrise forever | |
I' ll be forced to climb | |
or else the same I' ll forever be |
I' m at the bottom rung of the ladder, baby | |
how could I keep climbin' on up | |
here I stand with a lightning rod in my hand | |
but the light strikes at the top | |
Well the days are dark | |
like the peeling bark | |
of a dyin' hemlock tree | |
where the moon sets the sunrise forever | |
I' ll be forced to climb | |
or else the same I' ll forever be | |
One day I' ll dive right over the Rhine | |
no longer could I lie or keep from cryin' | |
out loud I' ll run, like a donkey does in the sun | |
alone, not two, apart from you, wild an' gone | |
Well the days are dark | |
like the peeling bark | |
of a dyin' hemlock tree | |
where the moon sets the sunrise forever | |
I' ll be forced to climb | |
or else the same I' ll forever be |