Song | Break Your Token |
Artist | Mellow Candle |
Album | Swaddling Songs |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Simonds | |
Shall we follow shall we follow | |
shall we find another day | |
blind old explorers pretending to stay | |
gales and galleons are drawing them away | |
lies unspoken | |
the day is broken anyway. | |
Shall we bury shall we bury | |
shall we hide it underground | |
ours are no roots to be cherished or found | |
jungles grow before the man who looks around | |
coffins token | |
the day is broken anyway. | |
Give me your anchor-arm | |
let us be one among two | |
blown down corridors long. | |
Shall we linger shall we linger | |
shall we revel at the feast | |
bold bright-eyed saints now the weeping has ceased | |
bless the bluer skies whose storms have been released | |
break your token! | |
the day is broken anyway! | |
Give me your anchor-arm | |
let us be one among two | |
blown down corridors long. |
zuo qu : Simonds | |
Shall we follow shall we follow | |
shall we find another day | |
blind old explorers pretending to stay | |
gales and galleons are drawing them away | |
lies unspoken | |
the day is broken anyway. | |
Shall we bury shall we bury | |
shall we hide it underground | |
ours are no roots to be cherished or found | |
jungles grow before the man who looks around | |
coffins token | |
the day is broken anyway. | |
Give me your anchorarm | |
let us be one among two | |
blown down corridors long. | |
Shall we linger shall we linger | |
shall we revel at the feast | |
bold brighteyed saints now the weeping has ceased | |
bless the bluer skies whose storms have been released | |
break your token! | |
the day is broken anyway! | |
Give me your anchorarm | |
let us be one among two | |
blown down corridors long. |
zuò qǔ : Simonds | |
Shall we follow shall we follow | |
shall we find another day | |
blind old explorers pretending to stay | |
gales and galleons are drawing them away | |
lies unspoken | |
the day is broken anyway. | |
Shall we bury shall we bury | |
shall we hide it underground | |
ours are no roots to be cherished or found | |
jungles grow before the man who looks around | |
coffins token | |
the day is broken anyway. | |
Give me your anchorarm | |
let us be one among two | |
blown down corridors long. | |
Shall we linger shall we linger | |
shall we revel at the feast | |
bold brighteyed saints now the weeping has ceased | |
bless the bluer skies whose storms have been released | |
break your token! | |
the day is broken anyway! | |
Give me your anchorarm | |
let us be one among two | |
blown down corridors long. |