歌曲 | Portland Lights |
歌手 | Banner Pilot |
专辑 | Pass the Poison |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Banner Pilot, Nick | |
Yeah, people stop and stare through stale smoke air | |
The fireworks blare, she asks me | |
So then I came clean and killed the dream | |
Finale seen so quickly | |
The fake smiles made it seem sadder | |
Perceptions all torn and tattered | |
And now | |
Find myself walking by Tabor park one spring night | |
It's where our future died and these same Portland lights | |
Will help me find my way past wet, blurred street signs | |
Some lawn at day I'll lay and pass out clutching cheap red wine | |
I think I spent the greater part of tonight just waiting for you | |
On the chance that I'd meet up with the girl I never outgrew | |
Yeah, people stop and stare through stale smoke air | |
The fireworks blare, she asks me | |
So then I came clean and killed the dream | |
Finale seen so quickly | |
The fake smiles made it seem sadder | |
Perceptions get torn and tattered | |
So now | |
Find myself walking by Tabor park one spring night | |
It's where our future died and these same Portland lights | |
Will help me find my way past wet, blurred street signs | |
Some lawn at day I'll lay and pass out clutching cheap red wine | |
But now with shit to show, it's kinda hard to let you know | |
Kick this dust off my clothes, spit the dust out of my mouth, make my way downtown | |
Waking up to city sounds, I'll take one last look around | |
And if the streets are empty then I'll let the raindrops wipe me clean of you |
zuo qu : Banner Pilot, Nick | |
Yeah, people stop and stare through stale smoke air | |
The fireworks blare, she asks me | |
So then I came clean and killed the dream | |
Finale seen so quickly | |
The fake smiles made it seem sadder | |
Perceptions all torn and tattered | |
And now | |
Find myself walking by Tabor park one spring night | |
It' s where our future died and these same Portland lights | |
Will help me find my way past wet, blurred street signs | |
Some lawn at day I' ll lay and pass out clutching cheap red wine | |
I think I spent the greater part of tonight just waiting for you | |
On the chance that I' d meet up with the girl I never outgrew | |
Yeah, people stop and stare through stale smoke air | |
The fireworks blare, she asks me | |
So then I came clean and killed the dream | |
Finale seen so quickly | |
The fake smiles made it seem sadder | |
Perceptions get torn and tattered | |
So now | |
Find myself walking by Tabor park one spring night | |
It' s where our future died and these same Portland lights | |
Will help me find my way past wet, blurred street signs | |
Some lawn at day I' ll lay and pass out clutching cheap red wine | |
But now with shit to show, it' s kinda hard to let you know | |
Kick this dust off my clothes, spit the dust out of my mouth, make my way downtown | |
Waking up to city sounds, I' ll take one last look around | |
And if the streets are empty then I' ll let the raindrops wipe me clean of you |
zuò qǔ : Banner Pilot, Nick | |
Yeah, people stop and stare through stale smoke air | |
The fireworks blare, she asks me | |
So then I came clean and killed the dream | |
Finale seen so quickly | |
The fake smiles made it seem sadder | |
Perceptions all torn and tattered | |
And now | |
Find myself walking by Tabor park one spring night | |
It' s where our future died and these same Portland lights | |
Will help me find my way past wet, blurred street signs | |
Some lawn at day I' ll lay and pass out clutching cheap red wine | |
I think I spent the greater part of tonight just waiting for you | |
On the chance that I' d meet up with the girl I never outgrew | |
Yeah, people stop and stare through stale smoke air | |
The fireworks blare, she asks me | |
So then I came clean and killed the dream | |
Finale seen so quickly | |
The fake smiles made it seem sadder | |
Perceptions get torn and tattered | |
So now | |
Find myself walking by Tabor park one spring night | |
It' s where our future died and these same Portland lights | |
Will help me find my way past wet, blurred street signs | |
Some lawn at day I' ll lay and pass out clutching cheap red wine | |
But now with shit to show, it' s kinda hard to let you know | |
Kick this dust off my clothes, spit the dust out of my mouth, make my way downtown | |
Waking up to city sounds, I' ll take one last look around | |
And if the streets are empty then I' ll let the raindrops wipe me clean of you |