歌曲 | Atlanta |
歌手 | Evan Parker |
专辑 | Atlanta |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Yeah, I watch the storm clouds roll, | |
Past the lighthouse and the shore, | |
Beyond the breakers they do go, | |
And where they’ll end up | |
I don’t know. | |
And when the weather finally breaks, | |
I wanna feel the sun upon my face, | |
Although many things will change, | |
That is one which stays the same. | |
All the tears | |
I’ve cried, | |
If I can make it there, | |
I’ll see you on the other side. | |
Oh, I never learn, ‘ | |
Cause I’m a thousand miles from | |
Atlanta, Beneath a thousand pounds of hurt. | |
In this desert where | |
I sleep, We wait for rain like it’s make believe, | |
Where I’m from the | |
Earth she bleeds, | |
Dark red clay beneath my feet. | |
And if I’m forced to travel on, | |
And end up farther from my home, | |
To live forever here alone, | |
Well, I don’t think | |
I’ll last too long. | |
All the tears | |
I’ve cried, | |
If I can make it there, | |
I’ll see you on the other side. | |
Oh, I never learn, ‘ | |
Cause I’m a thousand miles from | |
Atlanta, Beneath a thousand pounds of hurt. | |
Seems this road just does not end, | |
And I am dead to all my friends, | |
If I could compromise or bend, | |
Perhaps I might be born again. | |
And as I wait for shooting stars, | |
On a night that’s painful dark, | |
We fall asleep in moving cars, | |
When I wake up, | |
I won’t care where we are. | |
All the tears | |
I’ve cried, | |
If I can make it there, | |
I’ll see you on the other side. | |
Oh, I never learn, ‘ | |
Cause I’m a thousand miles from | |
Atlanta, Beneath a thousand pounds of hurt. |
Yeah, I watch the storm clouds roll, | |
Past the lighthouse and the shore, | |
Beyond the breakers they do go, | |
And where they' ll end up | |
I don' t know. | |
And when the weather finally breaks, | |
I wanna feel the sun upon my face, | |
Although many things will change, | |
That is one which stays the same. | |
All the tears | |
I' ve cried, | |
If I can make it there, | |
I' ll see you on the other side. | |
Oh, I never learn, ' | |
Cause I' m a thousand miles from | |
Atlanta, Beneath a thousand pounds of hurt. | |
In this desert where | |
I sleep, We wait for rain like it' s make believe, | |
Where I' m from the | |
Earth she bleeds, | |
Dark red clay beneath my feet. | |
And if I' m forced to travel on, | |
And end up farther from my home, | |
To live forever here alone, | |
Well, I don' t think | |
I' ll last too long. | |
All the tears | |
I' ve cried, | |
If I can make it there, | |
I' ll see you on the other side. | |
Oh, I never learn, ' | |
Cause I' m a thousand miles from | |
Atlanta, Beneath a thousand pounds of hurt. | |
Seems this road just does not end, | |
And I am dead to all my friends, | |
If I could compromise or bend, | |
Perhaps I might be born again. | |
And as I wait for shooting stars, | |
On a night that' s painful dark, | |
We fall asleep in moving cars, | |
When I wake up, | |
I won' t care where we are. | |
All the tears | |
I' ve cried, | |
If I can make it there, | |
I' ll see you on the other side. | |
Oh, I never learn, ' | |
Cause I' m a thousand miles from | |
Atlanta, Beneath a thousand pounds of hurt. |
Yeah, I watch the storm clouds roll, | |
Past the lighthouse and the shore, | |
Beyond the breakers they do go, | |
And where they' ll end up | |
I don' t know. | |
And when the weather finally breaks, | |
I wanna feel the sun upon my face, | |
Although many things will change, | |
That is one which stays the same. | |
All the tears | |
I' ve cried, | |
If I can make it there, | |
I' ll see you on the other side. | |
Oh, I never learn, ' | |
Cause I' m a thousand miles from | |
Atlanta, Beneath a thousand pounds of hurt. | |
In this desert where | |
I sleep, We wait for rain like it' s make believe, | |
Where I' m from the | |
Earth she bleeds, | |
Dark red clay beneath my feet. | |
And if I' m forced to travel on, | |
And end up farther from my home, | |
To live forever here alone, | |
Well, I don' t think | |
I' ll last too long. | |
All the tears | |
I' ve cried, | |
If I can make it there, | |
I' ll see you on the other side. | |
Oh, I never learn, ' | |
Cause I' m a thousand miles from | |
Atlanta, Beneath a thousand pounds of hurt. | |
Seems this road just does not end, | |
And I am dead to all my friends, | |
If I could compromise or bend, | |
Perhaps I might be born again. | |
And as I wait for shooting stars, | |
On a night that' s painful dark, | |
We fall asleep in moving cars, | |
When I wake up, | |
I won' t care where we are. | |
All the tears | |
I' ve cried, | |
If I can make it there, | |
I' ll see you on the other side. | |
Oh, I never learn, ' | |
Cause I' m a thousand miles from | |
Atlanta, Beneath a thousand pounds of hurt. |