Song | Asleep in the River |
Artist | Lycia |
Album | Tripping Back Into the Broken Days |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Vanportfleet, Vanportfleet | |
Sparks fly upward again | |
Our dust in spires, spin | |
Ashes and snow in my eyes | |
Red embers paint blackened skies | |
My heart froze in the river | |
Winter water black and dead | |
I hide snow in my heart | |
And orange velvet fires in my head | |
Blue flames dance in the wood | |
I'd hold them on my tongue if I could | |
Silence is gold, and I sink | |
In the vastness of you, I shrink | |
Cuyahoga | |
Remember us in the ground | |
In thick brown earth we drown | |
Dried, broken, split our skin | |
Green blades grow, new again | |
Cuyahoga | |
I fell asleep in the dream | |
In icy arms in icy streams | |
My eyes are open, gather moss | |
In deep green heaven, we're lost |
zuo ci : Vanportfleet, Vanportfleet | |
Sparks fly upward again | |
Our dust in spires, spin | |
Ashes and snow in my eyes | |
Red embers paint blackened skies | |
My heart froze in the river | |
Winter water black and dead | |
I hide snow in my heart | |
And orange velvet fires in my head | |
Blue flames dance in the wood | |
I' d hold them on my tongue if I could | |
Silence is gold, and I sink | |
In the vastness of you, I shrink | |
Cuyahoga | |
Remember us in the ground | |
In thick brown earth we drown | |
Dried, broken, split our skin | |
Green blades grow, new again | |
Cuyahoga | |
I fell asleep in the dream | |
In icy arms in icy streams | |
My eyes are open, gather moss | |
In deep green heaven, we' re lost |
zuò cí : Vanportfleet, Vanportfleet | |
Sparks fly upward again | |
Our dust in spires, spin | |
Ashes and snow in my eyes | |
Red embers paint blackened skies | |
My heart froze in the river | |
Winter water black and dead | |
I hide snow in my heart | |
And orange velvet fires in my head | |
Blue flames dance in the wood | |
I' d hold them on my tongue if I could | |
Silence is gold, and I sink | |
In the vastness of you, I shrink | |
Cuyahoga | |
Remember us in the ground | |
In thick brown earth we drown | |
Dried, broken, split our skin | |
Green blades grow, new again | |
Cuyahoga | |
I fell asleep in the dream | |
In icy arms in icy streams | |
My eyes are open, gather moss | |
In deep green heaven, we' re lost |