歌曲 | Midnight Wire |
歌手 | Curved Air |
专辑 | Midnight Wire |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Tager, Way | |
Oh, what do you know of drownin'? | |
Off the midnight wire? | |
I don't know what came over me, | |
I came across burned desire. | |
Fidgetin' through madness, | |
Spilled the guilt and ditched the blame. | |
Dyin' while I'm livin', ritual dyin' on the stage. | |
Who's that callin' from the midnight choir? | |
who's that fallin' from the midnight wire? | |
Who's crawlin' from the burned-out fire? | |
Oh, save my soul from the midnight wire! | |
Alone and riddled with need, I feel the gaze | |
Of crowded, shooting skies whilst smoothing the place. | |
To soothe my fire safe across the midnight wire, | |
Oh, alone, The storms of night play havoc with my soul. | |
Who's that callin', etc. | |
Oh, it used to be I'd shatter up and splinter through the frame. | |
I'd look into the mirror through a rose bouquet. | |
Waitin', wantin', livin' for the moment of release, | |
Found myself all on fire, | |
Tried to jump the midnight wire. | |
Who's that callin' from the midnight choir? | |
who's that fallin' from the midnight wire? | |
Who's crawlin' from the burned-out fire? | |
Oh, save my soul from the midnight wire! | |
Flash of light, then gone, | |
Spark of life, then out. | |
How much numb | |
How long dumb | |
Growing measure of my coming | |
Lose or mend your | |
Sordid sorry ways | |
Leave you rubble of my days | |
Oh, I'm afraid. | |
So tired, chilled to fear, not sure, question cause | |
Make the cure, oh no, ‘cross the midnight wire | |
Rushin' up | |
Brushin' up | |
Crushing up | |
Hushin' up | |
Pickin' up | |
Mixin' up | |
It's enough | |
Fixin' up | |
Ducking the issue of the midnight wire | |
Who's that callin' from the midnight choir? | |
who's that fallin' from the midnight wire? | |
Who's crawlin' from the burned-out fire? | |
Oh, save my soul from the midnight wire! |
zuo ci : Tager, Way | |
Oh, what do you know of drownin'? | |
Off the midnight wire? | |
I don' t know what came over me, | |
I came across burned desire. | |
Fidgetin' through madness, | |
Spilled the guilt and ditched the blame. | |
Dyin' while I' m livin', ritual dyin' on the stage. | |
Who' s that callin' from the midnight choir? | |
who' s that fallin' from the midnight wire? | |
Who' s crawlin' from the burnedout fire? | |
Oh, save my soul from the midnight wire! | |
Alone and riddled with need, I feel the gaze | |
Of crowded, shooting skies whilst smoothing the place. | |
To soothe my fire safe across the midnight wire, | |
Oh, alone, The storms of night play havoc with my soul. | |
Who' s that callin', etc. | |
Oh, it used to be I' d shatter up and splinter through the frame. | |
I' d look into the mirror through a rose bouquet. | |
Waitin', wantin', livin' for the moment of release, | |
Found myself all on fire, | |
Tried to jump the midnight wire. | |
Who' s that callin' from the midnight choir? | |
who' s that fallin' from the midnight wire? | |
Who' s crawlin' from the burnedout fire? | |
Oh, save my soul from the midnight wire! | |
Flash of light, then gone, | |
Spark of life, then out. | |
How much numb | |
How long dumb | |
Growing measure of my coming | |
Lose or mend your | |
Sordid sorry ways | |
Leave you rubble of my days | |
Oh, I' m afraid. | |
So tired, chilled to fear, not sure, question cause | |
Make the cure, oh no, ' cross the midnight wire | |
Rushin' up | |
Brushin' up | |
Crushing up | |
Hushin' up | |
Pickin' up | |
Mixin' up | |
It' s enough | |
Fixin' up | |
Ducking the issue of the midnight wire | |
Who' s that callin' from the midnight choir? | |
who' s that fallin' from the midnight wire? | |
Who' s crawlin' from the burnedout fire? | |
Oh, save my soul from the midnight wire! |
zuò cí : Tager, Way | |
Oh, what do you know of drownin'? | |
Off the midnight wire? | |
I don' t know what came over me, | |
I came across burned desire. | |
Fidgetin' through madness, | |
Spilled the guilt and ditched the blame. | |
Dyin' while I' m livin', ritual dyin' on the stage. | |
Who' s that callin' from the midnight choir? | |
who' s that fallin' from the midnight wire? | |
Who' s crawlin' from the burnedout fire? | |
Oh, save my soul from the midnight wire! | |
Alone and riddled with need, I feel the gaze | |
Of crowded, shooting skies whilst smoothing the place. | |
To soothe my fire safe across the midnight wire, | |
Oh, alone, The storms of night play havoc with my soul. | |
Who' s that callin', etc. | |
Oh, it used to be I' d shatter up and splinter through the frame. | |
I' d look into the mirror through a rose bouquet. | |
Waitin', wantin', livin' for the moment of release, | |
Found myself all on fire, | |
Tried to jump the midnight wire. | |
Who' s that callin' from the midnight choir? | |
who' s that fallin' from the midnight wire? | |
Who' s crawlin' from the burnedout fire? | |
Oh, save my soul from the midnight wire! | |
Flash of light, then gone, | |
Spark of life, then out. | |
How much numb | |
How long dumb | |
Growing measure of my coming | |
Lose or mend your | |
Sordid sorry ways | |
Leave you rubble of my days | |
Oh, I' m afraid. | |
So tired, chilled to fear, not sure, question cause | |
Make the cure, oh no, ' cross the midnight wire | |
Rushin' up | |
Brushin' up | |
Crushing up | |
Hushin' up | |
Pickin' up | |
Mixin' up | |
It' s enough | |
Fixin' up | |
Ducking the issue of the midnight wire | |
Who' s that callin' from the midnight choir? | |
who' s that fallin' from the midnight wire? | |
Who' s crawlin' from the burnedout fire? | |
Oh, save my soul from the midnight wire! |