歌曲 | An Introduction To The Album |
歌手 | The Hotelier |
专辑 | Home, Like Noplace Is There |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.000] | 作曲 : Christian Holden |
[00:18] | Open the curtains |
[00:21] | Singing birds tell me |
[00:24] | "Tear the buildings down." |
[00:29] | You felt blessed |
[00:30] | To receive their pleasant sound |
[00:34] | Of things that break |
[00:35] | Make you cringe |
[00:37] | Inside yourself there's a child |
[00:41] | Counting stars in their time-out |
[00:45] | Of their day |
[00:47] | In the corners of their frame |
[00:51] | They are encased |
[00:53] | In the losing of a grain |
[00:56] | Of themselves |
[00:58] | Pushed against the ebb and flow |
[01:05] | Wave good-bye and watch it go |
[01:31] | Well show me the honest, proper way |
[01:36] | To disarm predatory gaze |
[01:41] | Sucking dry |
[01:42] | Never satiated |
[01:43] | You've been misused |
[01:48] | Been rewired |
[01:50] | You're short-circuiting now |
[01:54] | Just remember when |
[01:55] | You'd call me to come |
[01:59] | Take a deep breath, and then jump |
[02:06] | So fragile are bodies |
[02:08] | So concave, work in |
[02:14] | Self-destructive ways |
[02:20] | Shot from the hip and missed |
[02:26] | Detaching from all of this In |
[02:33] | physical pictures you remain |
[02:36] | Spiral 'round yourself in figure-eight |
[02:39] | I recoil at every new beginning |
[02:48] | I searched for a way out |
[02:51] | Don't we all? |
[02:53] | Existentialist recall |
[02:57] | Turn in all dichotomies and Truths |
[03:03] | that I gave I felt wrong in many ways |
[03:09] | Didn't heal |
[03:11] | Just got harder every day |
[03:14] | To be still |
[03:16] | To be passing |
[03:19] | Through the throes |
[03:20] | In a daze |
[03:22] | Feeling heavy |
[03:24] | Feeling cold in my skin |
[03:27] | In my hand-me-downs |
[03:30] | Wearing everything thin |
[03:31] | And the pills |
[03:34] | That you gave didn't do anything |
[04:25] | I just slept for years on end |
[00:00.000] | zuo qu : Christian Holden |
[00:18] | Open the curtains |
[00:21] | Singing birds tell me |
[00:24] | " Tear the buildings down." |
[00:29] | You felt blessed |
[00:30] | To receive their pleasant sound |
[00:34] | Of things that break |
[00:35] | Make you cringe |
[00:37] | Inside yourself there' s a child |
[00:41] | Counting stars in their timeout |
[00:45] | Of their day |
[00:47] | In the corners of their frame |
[00:51] | They are encased |
[00:53] | In the losing of a grain |
[00:56] | Of themselves |
[00:58] | Pushed against the ebb and flow |
[01:05] | Wave goodbye and watch it go |
[01:31] | Well show me the honest, proper way |
[01:36] | To disarm predatory gaze |
[01:41] | Sucking dry |
[01:42] | Never satiated |
[01:43] | You' ve been misused |
[01:48] | Been rewired |
[01:50] | You' re shortcircuiting now |
[01:54] | Just remember when |
[01:55] | You' d call me to come |
[01:59] | Take a deep breath, and then jump |
[02:06] | So fragile are bodies |
[02:08] | So concave, work in |
[02:14] | Selfdestructive ways |
[02:20] | Shot from the hip and missed |
[02:26] | Detaching from all of this In |
[02:33] | physical pictures you remain |
[02:36] | Spiral ' round yourself in figureeight |
[02:39] | I recoil at every new beginning |
[02:48] | I searched for a way out |
[02:51] | Don' t we all? |
[02:53] | Existentialist recall |
[02:57] | Turn in all dichotomies and Truths |
[03:03] | that I gave I felt wrong in many ways |
[03:09] | Didn' t heal |
[03:11] | Just got harder every day |
[03:14] | To be still |
[03:16] | To be passing |
[03:19] | Through the throes |
[03:20] | In a daze |
[03:22] | Feeling heavy |
[03:24] | Feeling cold in my skin |
[03:27] | In my handmedowns |
[03:30] | Wearing everything thin |
[03:31] | And the pills |
[03:34] | That you gave didn' t do anything |
[04:25] | I just slept for years on end |
[00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Christian Holden |
[00:18] | Open the curtains |
[00:21] | Singing birds tell me |
[00:24] | " Tear the buildings down." |
[00:29] | You felt blessed |
[00:30] | To receive their pleasant sound |
[00:34] | Of things that break |
[00:35] | Make you cringe |
[00:37] | Inside yourself there' s a child |
[00:41] | Counting stars in their timeout |
[00:45] | Of their day |
[00:47] | In the corners of their frame |
[00:51] | They are encased |
[00:53] | In the losing of a grain |
[00:56] | Of themselves |
[00:58] | Pushed against the ebb and flow |
[01:05] | Wave goodbye and watch it go |
[01:31] | Well show me the honest, proper way |
[01:36] | To disarm predatory gaze |
[01:41] | Sucking dry |
[01:42] | Never satiated |
[01:43] | You' ve been misused |
[01:48] | Been rewired |
[01:50] | You' re shortcircuiting now |
[01:54] | Just remember when |
[01:55] | You' d call me to come |
[01:59] | Take a deep breath, and then jump |
[02:06] | So fragile are bodies |
[02:08] | So concave, work in |
[02:14] | Selfdestructive ways |
[02:20] | Shot from the hip and missed |
[02:26] | Detaching from all of this In |
[02:33] | physical pictures you remain |
[02:36] | Spiral ' round yourself in figureeight |
[02:39] | I recoil at every new beginning |
[02:48] | I searched for a way out |
[02:51] | Don' t we all? |
[02:53] | Existentialist recall |
[02:57] | Turn in all dichotomies and Truths |
[03:03] | that I gave I felt wrong in many ways |
[03:09] | Didn' t heal |
[03:11] | Just got harder every day |
[03:14] | To be still |
[03:16] | To be passing |
[03:19] | Through the throes |
[03:20] | In a daze |
[03:22] | Feeling heavy |
[03:24] | Feeling cold in my skin |
[03:27] | In my handmedowns |
[03:30] | Wearing everything thin |
[03:31] | And the pills |
[03:34] | That you gave didn' t do anything |
[04:25] | I just slept for years on end |