Song | Burning Circle |
Artist | Lycia |
Album | The Burning Circle and Then Dust [2 CD] |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Lycia | |
and in a flash it lingers... | |
in the fire in the pain | |
the burning spiral burns again, for the last time | |
and then it fades | |
the dust it settles all around | |
and through the fire comes better days | |
and all these memories burn away | |
and the circle fades | |
and all of this i leave behind | |
and i watch it fade | |
and all of this i leave behind | |
and i welcome better days | |
and in the light it flickers... the new fire. the new day | |
the night sky beats down hard again | |
with just a smile and no pain | |
the dust it settles all around | |
and though the fire comes better days | |
and all these memories burn away | |
and the circle fades |
zuo ci : Lycia | |
and in a flash it lingers... | |
in the fire in the pain | |
the burning spiral burns again, for the last time | |
and then it fades | |
the dust it settles all around | |
and through the fire comes better days | |
and all these memories burn away | |
and the circle fades | |
and all of this i leave behind | |
and i watch it fade | |
and all of this i leave behind | |
and i welcome better days | |
and in the light it flickers... the new fire. the new day | |
the night sky beats down hard again | |
with just a smile and no pain | |
the dust it settles all around | |
and though the fire comes better days | |
and all these memories burn away | |
and the circle fades |
zuò cí : Lycia | |
and in a flash it lingers... | |
in the fire in the pain | |
the burning spiral burns again, for the last time | |
and then it fades | |
the dust it settles all around | |
and through the fire comes better days | |
and all these memories burn away | |
and the circle fades | |
and all of this i leave behind | |
and i watch it fade | |
and all of this i leave behind | |
and i welcome better days | |
and in the light it flickers... the new fire. the new day | |
the night sky beats down hard again | |
with just a smile and no pain | |
the dust it settles all around | |
and though the fire comes better days | |
and all these memories burn away | |
and the circle fades |