歌曲 | Empty Frame |
歌手 | Brian Eno |
专辑 | Wrong Way Up |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Cale, Eno | |
So they rode the sea, | |
It went on and on | |
They were years away | |
Though it seemed so long | |
But the captain never told them what he knew | |
As the poor ship laboured on through the endless blue. | |
Oh the storm was strong | |
And the ship was so frail | |
But they stumbled on | |
Raising broken sails, | |
And they held the heavy sky on their open hands | |
And they dreamed of when their poor feet would touch the land. | |
Baby, we're going round in circles! | |
Where is this place we're going to? | |
Does anybody know we're out here on the waves? | |
And are any of our signals coming through? | |
We're going 'round in circles. | |
We have no single point of view. | |
And like the clouds that turn to every passing wind, | |
We turn to any signal that comes through. | |
At the edge of the sea | |
Were the signs of the dove - | |
But the wrong way out | |
And the wrong way up. | |
We pushed the empty frame of reason out the cabin door, | |
No we won't be needing reason anymore. | |
Ooh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh, yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah. |
zuo ci : Cale, Eno | |
So they rode the sea, | |
It went on and on | |
They were years away | |
Though it seemed so long | |
But the captain never told them what he knew | |
As the poor ship laboured on through the endless blue. | |
Oh the storm was strong | |
And the ship was so frail | |
But they stumbled on | |
Raising broken sails, | |
And they held the heavy sky on their open hands | |
And they dreamed of when their poor feet would touch the land. | |
Baby, we' re going round in circles! | |
Where is this place we' re going to? | |
Does anybody know we' re out here on the waves? | |
And are any of our signals coming through? | |
We' re going ' round in circles. | |
We have no single point of view. | |
And like the clouds that turn to every passing wind, | |
We turn to any signal that comes through. | |
At the edge of the sea | |
Were the signs of the dove | |
But the wrong way out | |
And the wrong way up. | |
We pushed the empty frame of reason out the cabin door, | |
No we won' t be needing reason anymore. | |
Ooh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh, yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah. |
zuò cí : Cale, Eno | |
So they rode the sea, | |
It went on and on | |
They were years away | |
Though it seemed so long | |
But the captain never told them what he knew | |
As the poor ship laboured on through the endless blue. | |
Oh the storm was strong | |
And the ship was so frail | |
But they stumbled on | |
Raising broken sails, | |
And they held the heavy sky on their open hands | |
And they dreamed of when their poor feet would touch the land. | |
Baby, we' re going round in circles! | |
Where is this place we' re going to? | |
Does anybody know we' re out here on the waves? | |
And are any of our signals coming through? | |
We' re going ' round in circles. | |
We have no single point of view. | |
And like the clouds that turn to every passing wind, | |
We turn to any signal that comes through. | |
At the edge of the sea | |
Were the signs of the dove | |
But the wrong way out | |
And the wrong way up. | |
We pushed the empty frame of reason out the cabin door, | |
No we won' t be needing reason anymore. | |
Ooh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh, yeah yeah yeah, yeah yeah. |