Song | East Coast E. |
Artist | matt pond PA |
Album | Emblems |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Pond, Smith | |
it stopped raining against the windows | |
in the late days before july | |
we used our bodies against our reason | |
as we threw ourselves from in to outside | |
through the glass we'd pass the graveyards | |
the speed was part of killing our time | |
our mouths were moving suggesting promise | |
smartly promise can change into lies | |
caught in a car you weren't driving | |
wondered where they'd let you off | |
before the impact you smiled | |
before the impact you said what a great summer night | |
you were looking at your fingers | |
you were counting for control | |
i'd never heard so much quiet | |
i'd never heard so little breath | |
or so few of your words | |
ahead of safety we'd gone much farther | |
faster the trees blurred the lines | |
the last few moments the seconds slowed up | |
as the tires pointed at the sky | |
caught in a car you weren't driving | |
wondered where they'd let you off | |
before the impact you smiled | |
before the impact you said what a great summer night | |
extras get on the set |
zuo qu : Pond, Smith | |
it stopped raining against the windows | |
in the late days before july | |
we used our bodies against our reason | |
as we threw ourselves from in to outside | |
through the glass we' d pass the graveyards | |
the speed was part of killing our time | |
our mouths were moving suggesting promise | |
smartly promise can change into lies | |
caught in a car you weren' t driving | |
wondered where they' d let you off | |
before the impact you smiled | |
before the impact you said what a great summer night | |
you were looking at your fingers | |
you were counting for control | |
i' d never heard so much quiet | |
i' d never heard so little breath | |
or so few of your words | |
ahead of safety we' d gone much farther | |
faster the trees blurred the lines | |
the last few moments the seconds slowed up | |
as the tires pointed at the sky | |
caught in a car you weren' t driving | |
wondered where they' d let you off | |
before the impact you smiled | |
before the impact you said what a great summer night | |
extras get on the set |
zuò qǔ : Pond, Smith | |
it stopped raining against the windows | |
in the late days before july | |
we used our bodies against our reason | |
as we threw ourselves from in to outside | |
through the glass we' d pass the graveyards | |
the speed was part of killing our time | |
our mouths were moving suggesting promise | |
smartly promise can change into lies | |
caught in a car you weren' t driving | |
wondered where they' d let you off | |
before the impact you smiled | |
before the impact you said what a great summer night | |
you were looking at your fingers | |
you were counting for control | |
i' d never heard so much quiet | |
i' d never heard so little breath | |
or so few of your words | |
ahead of safety we' d gone much farther | |
faster the trees blurred the lines | |
the last few moments the seconds slowed up | |
as the tires pointed at the sky | |
caught in a car you weren' t driving | |
wondered where they' d let you off | |
before the impact you smiled | |
before the impact you said what a great summer night | |
extras get on the set |