Song | Apple Bed |
Artist | Sparklehorse |
Album | Chest Full Of Dying Hawks ('95 - '01) |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : Linkous |
[00:15.530] | Of horses wet with melted ice |
[00:23.630] | They would not heed my advice |
[00:29.640] | |
[00:31.510] | And burdened limbs of its weight |
[00:37.670] | |
[00:39.680] | To break and rot a whispered fate |
[00:45.610] | |
[00:48.850] | Please doctor, please |
[01:02.800] | |
[01:19.730] | Around me, in a bloody sea |
[01:25.600] | |
[01:27.470] | To breach the hive and smoke the bees |
[01:34.400] | |
[01:35.150] | You can be my friend you can be my dog |
[01:42.700] | |
[01:43.320] | You can be my life, you can be my fog |
[01:49.950] | |
[01:52.880] | Please doctor, please |
[02:06.720] | |
[02:24.130] | The witches will return to their sticky tree knots |
[02:31.880] | I will feel the sun, I will feel the sun |
[02:39.680] | I will feel the sun coming down |
[02:45.850] | |
[03:03.630] | I wish I had a horse's head |
[03:09.500] | |
[03:11.570] | A tiger's heart, an apple bed |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Linkous |
[00:15.530] | Of horses wet with melted ice |
[00:23.630] | They would not heed my advice |
[00:29.640] | |
[00:31.510] | And burdened limbs of its weight |
[00:37.670] | |
[00:39.680] | To break and rot a whispered fate |
[00:45.610] | |
[00:48.850] | Please doctor, please |
[01:02.800] | |
[01:19.730] | Around me, in a bloody sea |
[01:25.600] | |
[01:27.470] | To breach the hive and smoke the bees |
[01:34.400] | |
[01:35.150] | You can be my friend you can be my dog |
[01:42.700] | |
[01:43.320] | You can be my life, you can be my fog |
[01:49.950] | |
[01:52.880] | Please doctor, please |
[02:06.720] | |
[02:24.130] | The witches will return to their sticky tree knots |
[02:31.880] | I will feel the sun, I will feel the sun |
[02:39.680] | I will feel the sun coming down |
[02:45.850] | |
[03:03.630] | I wish I had a horse' s head |
[03:09.500] | |
[03:11.570] | A tiger' s heart, an apple bed |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Linkous |
[00:15.530] | Of horses wet with melted ice |
[00:23.630] | They would not heed my advice |
[00:29.640] | |
[00:31.510] | And burdened limbs of its weight |
[00:37.670] | |
[00:39.680] | To break and rot a whispered fate |
[00:45.610] | |
[00:48.850] | Please doctor, please |
[01:02.800] | |
[01:19.730] | Around me, in a bloody sea |
[01:25.600] | |
[01:27.470] | To breach the hive and smoke the bees |
[01:34.400] | |
[01:35.150] | You can be my friend you can be my dog |
[01:42.700] | |
[01:43.320] | You can be my life, you can be my fog |
[01:49.950] | |
[01:52.880] | Please doctor, please |
[02:06.720] | |
[02:24.130] | The witches will return to their sticky tree knots |
[02:31.880] | I will feel the sun, I will feel the sun |
[02:39.680] | I will feel the sun coming down |
[02:45.850] | |
[03:03.630] | I wish I had a horse' s head |
[03:09.500] | |
[03:11.570] | A tiger' s heart, an apple bed |