歌曲 | Too Many Clues in This Room |
歌手 | Gordon Lightfoot |
专辑 | Summertime Dream |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : WAELTI, ANDREAS | |
作词 : Lightfoot | |
The space shuttle ends where the subway begins | |
There's a tear on the face of the moon | |
Fromdusk until dawn they have searched all day long | |
But there's too many clues in this room | |
At best it is said we've been locked deep inside | |
Of an old sea man's chest full of charts | |
Where maps are contained and what's left of his brains | |
When his crew threw his balls to the sharks | |
All around the looking glass | |
Dancing to a tune | |
Sweeping out the house with a fine tooth comb | |
Which history's shown | |
Leads to ruin | |
In a word it is said that at times we must fall | |
But the worst of it all was the lies | |
We died for the cause just like regular outlaws | |
In the dust of an old lawman's eyes | |
In times best forgot there was peace there was not | |
In her pains mother earth came to bloom | |
Her children were born in the eye of the storm | |
And there's too many clues in this room | |
The power that is stored in the no man's land of chance | |
Is the someone who knows what they're doin' | |
The old soldiers say in they're own crusty way | |
We've got too many troops in this room | |
All around the looking glass | |
Dancing to a tune | |
Sweeping out the house with a fine tooth comb | |
Which history's shown | |
Leads to ruin | |
The space shuttle ends where the subway begins | |
Praise the lord there's a train leavin' soon | |
From dusk until dawn they have searched all day long | |
But there's too many clues in this room |
zuo qu : WAELTI, ANDREAS | |
zuo ci : Lightfoot | |
The space shuttle ends where the subway begins | |
There' s a tear on the face of the moon | |
Fromdusk until dawn they have searched all day long | |
But there' s too many clues in this room | |
At best it is said we' ve been locked deep inside | |
Of an old sea man' s chest full of charts | |
Where maps are contained and what' s left of his brains | |
When his crew threw his balls to the sharks | |
All around the looking glass | |
Dancing to a tune | |
Sweeping out the house with a fine tooth comb | |
Which history' s shown | |
Leads to ruin | |
In a word it is said that at times we must fall | |
But the worst of it all was the lies | |
We died for the cause just like regular outlaws | |
In the dust of an old lawman' s eyes | |
In times best forgot there was peace there was not | |
In her pains mother earth came to bloom | |
Her children were born in the eye of the storm | |
And there' s too many clues in this room | |
The power that is stored in the no man' s land of chance | |
Is the someone who knows what they' re doin' | |
The old soldiers say in they' re own crusty way | |
We' ve got too many troops in this room | |
All around the looking glass | |
Dancing to a tune | |
Sweeping out the house with a fine tooth comb | |
Which history' s shown | |
Leads to ruin | |
The space shuttle ends where the subway begins | |
Praise the lord there' s a train leavin' soon | |
From dusk until dawn they have searched all day long | |
But there' s too many clues in this room |
zuò qǔ : WAELTI, ANDREAS | |
zuò cí : Lightfoot | |
The space shuttle ends where the subway begins | |
There' s a tear on the face of the moon | |
Fromdusk until dawn they have searched all day long | |
But there' s too many clues in this room | |
At best it is said we' ve been locked deep inside | |
Of an old sea man' s chest full of charts | |
Where maps are contained and what' s left of his brains | |
When his crew threw his balls to the sharks | |
All around the looking glass | |
Dancing to a tune | |
Sweeping out the house with a fine tooth comb | |
Which history' s shown | |
Leads to ruin | |
In a word it is said that at times we must fall | |
But the worst of it all was the lies | |
We died for the cause just like regular outlaws | |
In the dust of an old lawman' s eyes | |
In times best forgot there was peace there was not | |
In her pains mother earth came to bloom | |
Her children were born in the eye of the storm | |
And there' s too many clues in this room | |
The power that is stored in the no man' s land of chance | |
Is the someone who knows what they' re doin' | |
The old soldiers say in they' re own crusty way | |
We' ve got too many troops in this room | |
All around the looking glass | |
Dancing to a tune | |
Sweeping out the house with a fine tooth comb | |
Which history' s shown | |
Leads to ruin | |
The space shuttle ends where the subway begins | |
Praise the lord there' s a train leavin' soon | |
From dusk until dawn they have searched all day long | |
But there' s too many clues in this room |