There's Not a Step We Can Take That Does Not Bring Us Closer 歌词
| 歌曲 | There's Not a Step We Can Take That Does Not Bring Us Closer |
| 歌手 | Jason Webley |
| 专辑 | The Cost of Living |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Webley | |
| And we return to her with thirsty eyes | |
| With history burning between our thighs | |
| With naked longing trembling behind our smiles | |
| We're going back to touch this hallowed land | |
| We've got God in our hearts, we're holding gifts in our hands | |
| And in that bag there is a loaded gun | |
| This is a loaded gun, I've got a... | |
| And we return, backs straight, chins high, hair shorn | |
| We're going back to taste the grain from where our hunger was born | |
| In bodies withered, wrinkled, worn | |
| The framework showing through where the skin is torn | |
| We are army ants, we are worker bees | |
| We are salmon in the stream after years at sea | |
| And this is blind man's bluff, but we don't need to see | |
| Because we never miss our targets, no, we can't miss | |
| And we return to surrender, we return to fight | |
| To keep warm inside her beauty just another night | |
| We're going to turn back the tape to where the music starts | |
| We're going to feel the cost of living in our fingers and hearts | |
| We're going back to the place where the river begins | |
| We going to break until the tears have burned away the sins | |
| We're want to lose ourselves and learn to make love again | |
| We here to finish what we start, we're going to rip this all apart | |
| We're going to press against the sky until we see our mother's face |
| zuo qu : Webley | |
| And we return to her with thirsty eyes | |
| With history burning between our thighs | |
| With naked longing trembling behind our smiles | |
| We' re going back to touch this hallowed land | |
| We' ve got God in our hearts, we' re holding gifts in our hands | |
| And in that bag there is a loaded gun | |
| This is a loaded gun, I' ve got a... | |
| And we return, backs straight, chins high, hair shorn | |
| We' re going back to taste the grain from where our hunger was born | |
| In bodies withered, wrinkled, worn | |
| The framework showing through where the skin is torn | |
| We are army ants, we are worker bees | |
| We are salmon in the stream after years at sea | |
| And this is blind man' s bluff, but we don' t need to see | |
| Because we never miss our targets, no, we can' t miss | |
| And we return to surrender, we return to fight | |
| To keep warm inside her beauty just another night | |
| We' re going to turn back the tape to where the music starts | |
| We' re going to feel the cost of living in our fingers and hearts | |
| We' re going back to the place where the river begins | |
| We going to break until the tears have burned away the sins | |
| We' re want to lose ourselves and learn to make love again | |
| We here to finish what we start, we' re going to rip this all apart | |
| We' re going to press against the sky until we see our mother' s face |
| zuò qǔ : Webley | |
| And we return to her with thirsty eyes | |
| With history burning between our thighs | |
| With naked longing trembling behind our smiles | |
| We' re going back to touch this hallowed land | |
| We' ve got God in our hearts, we' re holding gifts in our hands | |
| And in that bag there is a loaded gun | |
| This is a loaded gun, I' ve got a... | |
| And we return, backs straight, chins high, hair shorn | |
| We' re going back to taste the grain from where our hunger was born | |
| In bodies withered, wrinkled, worn | |
| The framework showing through where the skin is torn | |
| We are army ants, we are worker bees | |
| We are salmon in the stream after years at sea | |
| And this is blind man' s bluff, but we don' t need to see | |
| Because we never miss our targets, no, we can' t miss | |
| And we return to surrender, we return to fight | |
| To keep warm inside her beauty just another night | |
| We' re going to turn back the tape to where the music starts | |
| We' re going to feel the cost of living in our fingers and hearts | |
| We' re going back to the place where the river begins | |
| We going to break until the tears have burned away the sins | |
| We' re want to lose ourselves and learn to make love again | |
| We here to finish what we start, we' re going to rip this all apart | |
| We' re going to press against the sky until we see our mother' s face |
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