Song | Even the Oxen |
Artist | Grant Lee Buffalo |
Album | Copperopolis |
作词 : Phillips | |
Here is the one here is the one here is the one mistake that can not be made | |
There is a line that is crossed over once and only once let it be said | |
All of the hubris clenched in our fist won't punch our way out of here | |
You know what i've told and i tell but you won't let it pass into your ears | |
Even the oxen ramming their heads on wood rails | |
Come to know pain before the rusted barrier falls | |
Before the radio long before radio waves struck down to touch | |
Off the wild flame that took all in its path and trampled the young underbrush | |
Music shooed clouds away billowing anxieties are rolled over and out | |
Seems like a lot of folks gave up and got out except for the truly devout | |
Who like the oxen ramming their heads on wood rails | |
Came to be dizzy before the barrier fell | |
Love is the one love is the one weapon that hasn't been brandished yet in this song | |
Strikes fear in the pockets of bankers and generals without it we can't carry on | |
And all of us knew this at one time from teething to toothless it's safe to say | |
But useless perhaps to point out that we've lost our instincts and awe in this day | |
And like the oxen ramming their heads on tin walls | |
Might come to know mercy before the barrier falls | |
And i come to know mercy before the barrier falls | |
And i come to know mercy before the barrier falls | |
Falls falls | |
And it falls falls falls | |
And it falls falls falls |
zuò cí : Phillips | |
Here is the one here is the one here is the one mistake that can not be made | |
There is a line that is crossed over once and only once let it be said | |
All of the hubris clenched in our fist won' t punch our way out of here | |
You know what i' ve told and i tell but you won' t let it pass into your ears | |
Even the oxen ramming their heads on wood rails | |
Come to know pain before the rusted barrier falls | |
Before the radio long before radio waves struck down to touch | |
Off the wild flame that took all in its path and trampled the young underbrush | |
Music shooed clouds away billowing anxieties are rolled over and out | |
Seems like a lot of folks gave up and got out except for the truly devout | |
Who like the oxen ramming their heads on wood rails | |
Came to be dizzy before the barrier fell | |
Love is the one love is the one weapon that hasn' t been brandished yet in this song | |
Strikes fear in the pockets of bankers and generals without it we can' t carry on | |
And all of us knew this at one time from teething to toothless it' s safe to say | |
But useless perhaps to point out that we' ve lost our instincts and awe in this day | |
And like the oxen ramming their heads on tin walls | |
Might come to know mercy before the barrier falls | |
And i come to know mercy before the barrier falls | |
And i come to know mercy before the barrier falls | |
Falls falls | |
And it falls falls falls | |
And it falls falls falls |