Song | Liquid Sovereignty |
Artist | Eyedea & Abilities |
Album | First Born |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Abilities, Eyedea | |
Rain | |
Everyone wants to get out of the rain | |
Wants to be free, wants to see no more pain | |
We're guaranteed that the season will change | |
'Till then, I'm keeping sunshine on my brain | |
When the drops hit my head they leave a stain | |
Everyone wants to get out of the rain | |
We cannot avoid nature's bleeding vein | |
But I smile while it trickles down the rain | |
Harvested love only comes after rain | |
Even though it brings overwhelming strain | |
It falls from all skies so I can't complain | |
Without it, our growth would not be the same | |
Most people like to have someone to blame | |
But it falls randomly, not taking aim | |
It makes up one half of the yin and yang | |
Without the water, you can't have the flame | |
Without the water, you can't have the flame | |
Some are content holding ground in their game | |
But when my soul steps to exit this frame | |
I will be reincarnated as | |
[Chorus] | |
Rain | |
Harvested thought only comes after rain | |
Artists may talk and give it different names | |
When they appear wet, they may feel ashamed | |
So they don't walk but instead take the train | |
And when that ride stops they notice the strange | |
Sense of degeneration they've obtained | |
While the world evolves, they stand and turn lame | |
Storm is prerequisite to mental gain | |
Storm is prerequisite to mental gain | |
Philosophy's life | |
That's simple and plain | |
Poets play with words to keep themselves sane | |
You do your thing while the clouds pour the | |
[Chorus] | |
Harvested skill only comes after rain | |
Architects build under sun, so they claim | |
But when the puddles decided to hang | |
Is when their hands sketched the plans that remained | |
Every man secretly hopes he can tame | |
The beast he fears most 'cause it can't be slain | |
Towering, gray faces laugh so deranged | |
One day we all will break free from their chains | |
One day we all will break free from their chains | |
And rise towards the sun with good health sustained | |
It's almost impossible to explain | |
But I owe all my success to the | |
[Chorus] |
zuo qu : Abilities, Eyedea | |
Rain | |
Everyone wants to get out of the rain | |
Wants to be free, wants to see no more pain | |
We' re guaranteed that the season will change | |
' Till then, I' m keeping sunshine on my brain | |
When the drops hit my head they leave a stain | |
Everyone wants to get out of the rain | |
We cannot avoid nature' s bleeding vein | |
But I smile while it trickles down the rain | |
Harvested love only comes after rain | |
Even though it brings overwhelming strain | |
It falls from all skies so I can' t complain | |
Without it, our growth would not be the same | |
Most people like to have someone to blame | |
But it falls randomly, not taking aim | |
It makes up one half of the yin and yang | |
Without the water, you can' t have the flame | |
Without the water, you can' t have the flame | |
Some are content holding ground in their game | |
But when my soul steps to exit this frame | |
I will be reincarnated as | |
Chorus | |
Rain | |
Harvested thought only comes after rain | |
Artists may talk and give it different names | |
When they appear wet, they may feel ashamed | |
So they don' t walk but instead take the train | |
And when that ride stops they notice the strange | |
Sense of degeneration they' ve obtained | |
While the world evolves, they stand and turn lame | |
Storm is prerequisite to mental gain | |
Storm is prerequisite to mental gain | |
Philosophy' s life | |
That' s simple and plain | |
Poets play with words to keep themselves sane | |
You do your thing while the clouds pour the | |
Chorus | |
Harvested skill only comes after rain | |
Architects build under sun, so they claim | |
But when the puddles decided to hang | |
Is when their hands sketched the plans that remained | |
Every man secretly hopes he can tame | |
The beast he fears most ' cause it can' t be slain | |
Towering, gray faces laugh so deranged | |
One day we all will break free from their chains | |
One day we all will break free from their chains | |
And rise towards the sun with good health sustained | |
It' s almost impossible to explain | |
But I owe all my success to the | |
Chorus |
zuò qǔ : Abilities, Eyedea | |
Rain | |
Everyone wants to get out of the rain | |
Wants to be free, wants to see no more pain | |
We' re guaranteed that the season will change | |
' Till then, I' m keeping sunshine on my brain | |
When the drops hit my head they leave a stain | |
Everyone wants to get out of the rain | |
We cannot avoid nature' s bleeding vein | |
But I smile while it trickles down the rain | |
Harvested love only comes after rain | |
Even though it brings overwhelming strain | |
It falls from all skies so I can' t complain | |
Without it, our growth would not be the same | |
Most people like to have someone to blame | |
But it falls randomly, not taking aim | |
It makes up one half of the yin and yang | |
Without the water, you can' t have the flame | |
Without the water, you can' t have the flame | |
Some are content holding ground in their game | |
But when my soul steps to exit this frame | |
I will be reincarnated as | |
Chorus | |
Rain | |
Harvested thought only comes after rain | |
Artists may talk and give it different names | |
When they appear wet, they may feel ashamed | |
So they don' t walk but instead take the train | |
And when that ride stops they notice the strange | |
Sense of degeneration they' ve obtained | |
While the world evolves, they stand and turn lame | |
Storm is prerequisite to mental gain | |
Storm is prerequisite to mental gain | |
Philosophy' s life | |
That' s simple and plain | |
Poets play with words to keep themselves sane | |
You do your thing while the clouds pour the | |
Chorus | |
Harvested skill only comes after rain | |
Architects build under sun, so they claim | |
But when the puddles decided to hang | |
Is when their hands sketched the plans that remained | |
Every man secretly hopes he can tame | |
The beast he fears most ' cause it can' t be slain | |
Towering, gray faces laugh so deranged | |
One day we all will break free from their chains | |
One day we all will break free from their chains | |
And rise towards the sun with good health sustained | |
It' s almost impossible to explain | |
But I owe all my success to the | |
Chorus |