Song | Some Are Lakes |
Artist | Land of Talk |
Album | Some Are Lakes |
作曲 : Powell | |
What started at a summer lake | |
A sentence and a name | |
If only for a moment's sake | |
We called it and it came | |
Held it down - the loving heat - | |
Longer than a time | |
Held it down - the loving heat - | |
Softer than a chime | |
We've seen how Sick Wind blows | |
But I've got your bovine eyes | |
And I'll love you like I love you | |
Then I'll die | |
We've seen how Sick Wind blows | |
But I've got your bovine eyes | |
And I'll love you like I love you | |
Then I'll die | |
Shot the rats and as they ran | |
From the quarry to the tracks | |
Chased them as you gave your hand | |
And never took it back | |
Held it up and felt the wind | |
Blow and miss a chime | |
Found a god and begged at him | |
To fight your body cry | |
We've seen how Sick Wind blows | |
But I've got your bovine eyes | |
And I'll love you like I love you | |
Then I'll die | |
We've seen how Sick Wind blows | |
But I've got your bovine eyes | |
And I'll love you like I love you | |
Then I'll die | |
I relate, kid, but I'm the one who wants to let you wonder | |
I relate, kid, but I'm the one who wants to let you wonder | |
I relate, kid, but I'm the one who wants to let you wonder | |
We've seen how Sick Wind blows | |
But I've got your bovine eyes | |
And I'll love you like I love you | |
Then I'll die | |
I'll love you like I love you | |
Then I'll die | |
Oh, I'll love you like I love you | |
Then I'll die |
zuò qǔ : Powell | |
What started at a summer lake | |
A sentence and a name | |
If only for a moment' s sake | |
We called it and it came | |
Held it down the loving heat | |
Longer than a time | |
Held it down the loving heat | |
Softer than a chime | |
We' ve seen how Sick Wind blows | |
But I' ve got your bovine eyes | |
And I' ll love you like I love you | |
Then I' ll die | |
We' ve seen how Sick Wind blows | |
But I' ve got your bovine eyes | |
And I' ll love you like I love you | |
Then I' ll die | |
Shot the rats and as they ran | |
From the quarry to the tracks | |
Chased them as you gave your hand | |
And never took it back | |
Held it up and felt the wind | |
Blow and miss a chime | |
Found a god and begged at him | |
To fight your body cry | |
We' ve seen how Sick Wind blows | |
But I' ve got your bovine eyes | |
And I' ll love you like I love you | |
Then I' ll die | |
We' ve seen how Sick Wind blows | |
But I' ve got your bovine eyes | |
And I' ll love you like I love you | |
Then I' ll die | |
I relate, kid, but I' m the one who wants to let you wonder | |
I relate, kid, but I' m the one who wants to let you wonder | |
I relate, kid, but I' m the one who wants to let you wonder | |
We' ve seen how Sick Wind blows | |
But I' ve got your bovine eyes | |
And I' ll love you like I love you | |
Then I' ll die | |
I' ll love you like I love you | |
Then I' ll die | |
Oh, I' ll love you like I love you | |
Then I' ll die |