The November Men
歌词
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作曲 : Julius, P. |
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Where memories come |
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And, memories go |
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To the globe of darkness |
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Turned a smoked window |
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Into the eye |
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Of my anger |
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At being dragged |
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Into an arena |
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The November men |
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And, the winds around |
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Observe this day |
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Of crystal sound |
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Aesthetics imposed |
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Apologies surpassed |
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Manoeuvring evenings |
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Of broken glass |
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And, truthfully pay |
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And, truthfully stay |
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Under the axe |
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Of a burnt-out day |
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And, truthfully pay |
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And, truthfully stay |
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Under the axe |
|
Of a burnt-out day... |
拼音
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zuò qǔ : Julius, P. |
|
Where memories come |
|
And, memories go |
|
To the globe of darkness |
|
Turned a smoked window |
|
Into the eye |
|
Of my anger |
|
At being dragged |
|
Into an arena |
|
The November men |
|
And, the winds around |
|
Observe this day |
|
Of crystal sound |
|
Aesthetics imposed |
|
Apologies surpassed |
|
Manoeuvring evenings |
|
Of broken glass |
|
And, truthfully pay |
|
And, truthfully stay |
|
Under the axe |
|
Of a burntout day |
|
And, truthfully pay |
|
And, truthfully stay |
|
Under the axe |
|
Of a burntout day... |