Song | My Prize |
Artist | Mirah |
Album | Share This Place |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Goldston, Zeitlyn | |
Manna from the sky above | |
Spherical I shape my love | |
Such an appetite does enthrall | |
The frenzy with which I form this ball | |
Up the hill I push my prize | |
Lights affront and face behind | |
Never choose the easy path | |
For meals that come too easily run the risk of being dung | |
When you see me passing by | |
You can't help but wonder why | |
I have chosen this strange feast to carry home to eat | |
You know, I don't really mind | |
The taste is truly quite divine | |
And besides but I and my brethren | |
Would save this world from suffocating under all this waste | |
Truth and light shine off my back | |
All the universe intact | |
I've the tools to shape and mould | |
Both consciousness and soul | |
As I roll this world around | |
An image of us all is found | |
Slowly turning within my grasp | |
I personify the sun, the place where we all came from |
zuo ci : Goldston, Zeitlyn | |
Manna from the sky above | |
Spherical I shape my love | |
Such an appetite does enthrall | |
The frenzy with which I form this ball | |
Up the hill I push my prize | |
Lights affront and face behind | |
Never choose the easy path | |
For meals that come too easily run the risk of being dung | |
When you see me passing by | |
You can' t help but wonder why | |
I have chosen this strange feast to carry home to eat | |
You know, I don' t really mind | |
The taste is truly quite divine | |
And besides but I and my brethren | |
Would save this world from suffocating under all this waste | |
Truth and light shine off my back | |
All the universe intact | |
I' ve the tools to shape and mould | |
Both consciousness and soul | |
As I roll this world around | |
An image of us all is found | |
Slowly turning within my grasp | |
I personify the sun, the place where we all came from |
zuò cí : Goldston, Zeitlyn | |
Manna from the sky above | |
Spherical I shape my love | |
Such an appetite does enthrall | |
The frenzy with which I form this ball | |
Up the hill I push my prize | |
Lights affront and face behind | |
Never choose the easy path | |
For meals that come too easily run the risk of being dung | |
When you see me passing by | |
You can' t help but wonder why | |
I have chosen this strange feast to carry home to eat | |
You know, I don' t really mind | |
The taste is truly quite divine | |
And besides but I and my brethren | |
Would save this world from suffocating under all this waste | |
Truth and light shine off my back | |
All the universe intact | |
I' ve the tools to shape and mould | |
Both consciousness and soul | |
As I roll this world around | |
An image of us all is found | |
Slowly turning within my grasp | |
I personify the sun, the place where we all came from |